last weekend before I left for Chi-Town (I still ain't seen R Kelly yet, I should probably hang out at Chuck E. Cheese), he bought me some new traveling clothing. A couple of pair of comfy knee-length shorts and plain t-shirts. We call it my "Uncle Kathy" attire! And I tell you what, the Lesbians ain't stopped hitting on me since I got here. I'm drawing them in like flies...   more »