So, when I get retardation-status loaded off my endeavors, I’m going to have a Blogger’s Mansion, similar to Thugs’ Mansion but even closer to the Playboy Mansion. It will be a place where the Internet can always happen. There will be two blog-free zones in the house: my bedroom and a heated pool that’s nested in a pile of rocks in the back yard. I’m going to call it The Cave Pool.

Anyway, I’m gonna get some stone owls like this at my blog mansion ‘cause they look wise as shit and I feel like they'll hold me accountable.