Okay, I know you all will think of me as a totally twisted and perverted basket-case from now on… Oh, no wait! You already do! You know me! Silly me… No, to get back to the point… I’m aware that I’m going on a limb here, that there will be those who are turning to their friend reading this over their shoulder and say “now can I call the men in white jackets to take her to a room padded walls?”, that if DD heard about this he’d disown me, that some of my closest friends may never speak to me again, that the Wall Street will be in turmoil…

I think Clint Eastwood is hot.