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Yo!  I am having a reading of my script tomorrow night - with some pals and I'm a bit nervous about it.  I think it's decent, but I'm not sure if it's ready to let people see it.  Hopefully I won't embarrass myself too much.

I had an odd (unrelated) experience over the weekend.

I was on a walk with my 4 year-old.  This woman approached us and said some fairly standard, cute kid type stuff "don't you wish you could bottle that energy, yada yada".

But it took an odd turn.  She asked the kid if she could hug him and I said it would be okay.

She said, "Yeah, it's fine, I represent the Estrogen League."

then she asked if she could give me a hug and I said, "okay." and I hugged her, but made sure to check my wallet.

As we started to walk away, she said, "Let me ask you something.  Since you represent the testosterone league.  Well...I think in my next life, I'm coming back with testosterone.  I'm a geneticst.  Anyway...so, can you tell me, why do you guys fight?"

I said, "Well...I don't know that I can answer as a representative of my gender."

She said, "I'm not asking you to represent your gender...just wondering why YOU do it."

I mumbled a response, just "huh...dunno."

The thing is, I am the least fighting guy I know.  I mean I don't even like to argue with people who really SHOULD be argued with.  So asking me why I fight is like asking Sarah Palin about her great sense of humor (too soon?).

Well we parted after that...wallet still intact, thank goodness.

Cuz if it was gone, I would've had to kick her ass.

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