Little Lies

I never got around to finishing up Bahamian Rhapsody, prioritizing packing and organizing myself over blogging, which makes me a big liar. I leave tomorrow, and I expect to be on hiatus until I return around the 26th. After all, I have a lot of time and sex to make up for. Your prayers for my safety and security should go something like this:

Please God allow A. to travel and arrive safely in Venice. Let no major misshaps keep her from Internet Jim and her goal of going through every condom packed between the two of them, requiring several stops at the Italian for quickie mart. Allow no harm to come to them in this quest. Please God, let her get laid. Many, many times. And please God, let it be good, if not awe-inspiring.