That time of the month

Mission 1. Hook up with someone as old as my mom (54) and as young as my sister (20) in a month.

Tomorrow marks the one-month anniversary of my blog. In Internet years, that's kind of a 10-year anniversary or something. I thought this would be a nice time to reflect--to stroll down memory lane and recount the last 30 days.

This is the first in a series of "What I've learned from blogging in the past month."

As a guy who has had to live with Rob Lowe jokes my whole life, it's nice to finally create my own identity. I feel like this month has been the most developmental of my whole life. I have found sensitivity through insensitivity, chivalry through vulgarity.

There is a true sense of community within the blogging world. There is a sense of freedom that is sparked by respect and underlying trust. But sometimes that trust is exploited with misleading comments on unrelated posts that send people to religious sites, etc. That is a true invasion of trust, and I think that sucks. If you've done that, please stop. If I need your God, I will seek her out. Theology through manipulation won't earn you converts.

I'm already wasted. Well, buzzed. Cinco de Mayo is a pretty serious holiday on the West coast. I imagine tonight I will engage in a brief and highly inappropriate relationship with a 21-year old. I may even drop a "digit" in the "special place." I'll wait till 9 to go out though. It is The OC night, after all. Regardless, whoever I decide to take tonight, I doubt it will compare with my 54-year-old lust woman. I am still feeling the effect of her menopausal glow.

In case you haven't noticed, I'm much more confident about myself. Because Rob Lowe is starting to become his own person. I'm not the St. Elmo's fire or the West Wing guy. I am much more than that, and in just a month I have realized just how far this blog has taken me. I am a real person, not a stand-in. I am the only Rob Lowe I really care about.

Thanks to all who have made this site a success: My friend from Puke Planet who bought the Rob lowe can you go site for me. Out of nowhere he says, "Pack your bags, I've got a site for you." Those hand jobs are coming, my friend, just like you asked for. As an aside, the Puke Planet guy is quite striking--not the knuckle dragging, puke-obsessed pervert you would think. He is tall, smart, is a big brother and just did his first solo mission in an airplane. He could get handys from any guy he wants, and to think he comes to me for them. It really is a confidence booster.

To Liz, for being such a great writer and inspiration. No one can keep up with your stamina and wit. To BBQ Junkie, for always making me feel sexy. You got me into blogging, and really are the unsung hero of this site. And finally, thanks for everyone who commented, read and helped me become a better person over the last month. The first task is just the beginning. Watch the fuck out. Especially if you are 21 and are planning to party in L.A. tonight. Rob Lowe is on the prowl.