I’m just about every­where but you can catch me quicker if you email me or con­tact me on Twit­ter.

I look for­ward to hear­ing from you and start­ing a con­ver­sa­tion unless you are freaky-deaky. Then I reserve the right to move along. A girl can never be too picky now days!

And if you’re really wack-a-doodle-doo, I’ll leave you with this story:  One day, when we were kids, Hulk­man and I were out­side doing our imag­i­nary thing when this kid walked up out of no where and started pick­ing on me. He was a real turd! This hacked Hulk­man. Hulk­man is an angel from heaven unless you hack him off…hence the name ‘Hulk­man’. I don’t remem­ber how it all went down, but Hulk­man flew by me and had that kid on the ground lickety-split and apparently since the prob­lem was with the kids mouth Hulk­man promptly shoved his foot in his mouth. It was not pretty.

Hulk­man still has my back…so play nice!