She's everywhere I go on the internet and man is she painful to look at and so is that little white dog. On some sites her head lurches back and forth. What's the point of the ad, I wonder, if men can't look at her - we're still 50% of the population - probably more at a lot of these sites. Then, goddam it, I'm putting my shoes on this morning and look down on the floor and she's leering at me from Barrons. WTF? OK Ok OK - it's me, isn't it? I'll go take my medicine now. Geo. And don't get me started on that mean prick from T.D. Waterhouse making me feel like a bedwetter because I don't have enough in my IRA.