By now, you may have heard that Scarlett Johansson and Ryan Reynolds have announced that they are engaged. I have to admit I’m taking this news pretty hard since not only is ScarJo on my list of Five Girls I Can Sleep With And My Girlfriend Can’t Get Mad At, she was my #1. Worse even, is that I feel I’m somewhat to blame. A few years back when Reynolds was Alanis Morissette’s new Dave Coulier, I kept saying “Can’t Reynolds do better than that?” and he must have heard me because now he’s gone and scooped up m’lady. But I’m trying to be the bigger man about this, so I’ve put together this proposal: I will give this sacred union my blessing if Scarlett returns my favor and puts me in her five. I don’t think that’s asking a lot. I’m a blogger on the way up. I saw some show on Home Box Office the other day that said blogs are the future of everything. In like two years, when I’m promoting my third book and the Tirico Suave action figures become are the new Tickle Me Furbies, I’ll probably be too big for her anyway.
