Auction

My tender flesh was sold off for a measly $65 ... to my Superfly boyfriend. I was worried about the possibility of hearing crickets when the bidding began and secretly hoping a bidding war would ensue. Instead, a roomful of people stared at me — mugging and posing on stage — while the DJ read off the hilarious stuff I wrote on my "About Me" card and Superfly, K$ and Bob took turns bidding.

Gentle ego stroking and a free dinner together that benefits a fine charity. Couldn't have planned it better! (Except it wasn't planned.)

Hope you had a lovely weekend, too.