I Love and Sex You...and I Link You

I did the daily Site Meter check, and I've found recently that I get referrals from NashvillesNews. There's actually not an apostrophe on the Web site. I'm aware there ought to be. Anyway, my curiousity got the best of my Tiny Cat Pants (yes, I finally broke down and linked a complete stranger - check it out), and I hopped on over to the site to see what was linked.

It was my last Tolstoy Tuesday, "For Bambi," under the category "Love and Sex."

Now, I never mentioned this before, but the post was because Bambi just lost her brother. He was young - my age. I didn't mention it because I don't do well with death, especially the death of young people. Anyway, Bambi, I love you, but I don't "love and sex" you.

As I got even more curious, I clicked under categories, figuring I'd find something like "Self-absorbed and Introspective." There was "Rants and Raves," but nothing like "All about Wendy." Then I cliked "Love and Sex" only to find 30 posts...

...and they were all mine!

So I'm the sole Love and Sex voice of Nashville. I'm not sure how to handle that. I'll just accept the ego boost.

And, you know, I guess Theology on the Fritz is on the fritz. I knew it was too good to be true.