I have received a message that seemed to me to be from a very distraught individual.  Apparently, my lust, if you wish to call it that, for Penn Jillette has them questioning my sanity.  This person feels that no one could possibly find the man attractive even after copious amounts of alcohol & hallucinogenic drugs.  Let's address this.

First off, the old cliché "beauty is in the eye of the beholder" is something you should look into.  I find him attractive on many levels.  So let's break down why I find him attractive.

Humor - the man has tons of it.  I don't know what he's like in person.  I've never met the man.  However, if he's even remotely as funny off stage as he is on, he'll have me pissing my pants in a matter of minutes.  I find this trait is always high on my list.

Intelligence - being that he writes very coherently & has his stuff published in numerous journals, I'm going to go out on a limb & say that he is, most definitely, intelligent.  In case you haven't stumbled upon anything he's written, he writes a lot of political pieces.  Intelligence is a must have for me.  I don't want someone that isn't able to hold a coherent conversation.  I like to be challenged.  People that aren't intelligent pose no sort of challenge for me.

Height - he's 6'6".  Yes, this is a superficial trait on my part.  Nothing gets me excited faster than a smart, funny, tall man.

Looks have never been a big thing with me.  Let's face it, someone can be the best looking thing walking the face of the earth, but if you can't stand their personality, what the hell does it matter?  At some point, you are going to want to, at the very least, punch them in their perfect little face for being a complete ass.  Case in point, Nick Lachey & Jessica Simpson.  He's going to kill her one day for saying something stupid.  I don't care how hot you are, if you can't form a complete sentence, I'm going to throw your ass under a bus & then dance on your body.

Now, my inquisitor mentioned something about my sanity.  Let me say here & now that at no point in time have I ever claimed to be sane.  Besides, a person's sanity all depends on another's point of view.  Take Leslie for example.  Just because he dresses in women's clothing & hangs out on the streets of Austin with signs proclaiming various social & political injustices (namely his mistreatment by the Austin Police Department), people think he's not sane.  I happen to think he is.  Just because he scares the bajeezus out of me doesn't make him any less sane in my book.  Bottom line, think what you will, I don't really care.

One last thing.  I will be making a rare night time public appearance this weekend at the House of Blues inside Mandalay Bay.  Saliva will be playing.  It will also be a small gathering of people remembering my late brother.  Of course we will be drunk off our asses, but that's the way he would have wanted it.  So, if you happen to be in town that night, toodle on down.  If you're lucky, you might find me in a venue of at least a thousand people.

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