August 18th, 2006
So, it looks like the mysterious Mad Madam M will be at my chat tonight (8-10PM EST), if only for a little while. Here’s how this bit of magic happened:
Me: Hey, as a one-day professional entourage, for when I’m as big as Nora Roberts, you should practice now and come to my promo chat.
M: Well, I am your pimp.
Me: Exactly.
M: Meh. I guess I could squeeze you in between washing my car and painting my toe nails while watching a rivoting bit of TV.
Me: I knew you’d come through for me and be a supporting and loving role model for other entourages.
M: Yeeeeeeah. I’m just in it for the pool boy/sex slave/massuese when you get big, Nora.
Me: Close enough.
