As a man grows older, he begins to feel the need for companionship, to enter into a relationship with another who can share his love of sunbathing, rocks, and, uh, mealworms.
I just met Manuel yesterday, so I know this seems sudden, but I think I love him. Or her. (A leopard gecko's gender is indeterminate until later in life.)
Since we are living together, he asked about my blog, and so I let him write a guest entry:
If any of you have been to the Taco Bell on North Druid Hills, or merely tried to drive past during school hours, you know that this will probably generate more business than if they had the right letters.