Last week, despite the fact that there was a good chance I would pass out, I decided to give blood.
Now before you go warming the cockles of your heart, I should point out I did not do it to be noble, but for purely selfish reasons.
Look, I realize that I am a certified moron who makes hasty decisions. I know that one day soon I'll decide to take up chainsaw juggling or buy a home piercing kit or insult a roller derby girl and I will need blood " most likely lots of it.
Read Jarid Shipley's complete column by picking up Thursday's edition of the Nevada Appeal or checking back online at www.nevadaappeal.com/partyofone