surlyclown

So, I have been married a month. Lots has happened to us both. In the interests of brevity, here's a CNN.com style recap:

*Vegas is fun, hot and tiring. Gambling was a wash, but 'Zumanity' and 'Spamalot' are really awesome.
*First round of immigration paperwork sent on to the U.S. Government. Stress induced.
*Night out with friends, new bride convinces two hot women friends to one day accompany her to sex toy store. Conversation highly stimulating. Stress in pants induced.
*Sex with bride simply gets better and better. However, tiny, flimsy, low to the ground IKEA futon bed can figuratively lick my balls.
*Attended Comic-Con panel for show I work on. 'Flash Gordon' set to premiere Aug. 10.
*'Still working far too much on said show, late nights and Sundays common.
*New bride, previously dismissive of 'television,' now fully addicted.

And to close--a recent marital interlude:

ME: (flipping TV channels to wrestling--on screen, the Monster Abyss is being brutalized, his bloody bulk choke-slammed into a pile of broken glass and thumbtacks.)
HER: Oh, my god. That's not wrestling, that's just gross.
ME: Yeah, but it's cool and hardcore...(flipping channels again, and with absolute sincerity) Hey! Awesome, Ace of Cakes is on!
HER: (laughing at said sincerity) I married a strange little man.