41 years ago this very minute, I came screaming into the world. And I immediately started thinking of inappropriate things to write about. Thank goodness the Internets were invented so I didn't have to keep all those hooker jokes to myself. And poop jokes. And anti-gay bigot jokes. Which are all basically the same joke, when you think about it.
And one year ago today, I became domestic partnered with the lovingest man on the planet who—as a surprise bonus—is also the laundry-foldingest man on the planet. So I ended up with two planet record-holders right in my own home. I'm just lucky that way.