I admit that I am very naive when it comes to the internet, but as far as I know, this was posted on Sheryl Crow's blog recently:

"Although my ideas are in the earliest stages of development, they are, in my mind, worth investigating. One of my favorites is in the area of forest conservation which we heavily rely on for oxygen. I propose a limitation be put on how many squares of toilet paper can be used in any one sitting. Now, I don't want to rob any law-abiding American of his or her God-given rights, but I think we are an industrious enough people that we can make it work with only one square per restroom visit, except, of course, on those pesky occasions where 2 to 3 could be required. When presenting this idea to my younger brother, who's judgment I trust implicitly, he proposed taking it one step further. I believe his quote was, "how bout just washing the one square out.""

Let's think about this. One square? I'm sure I don't need to explain why this would be a problem for girls. I'll spare you the graphic details. But one square?! Even if I wasn't under doctor's orders to use the softest toilet paper possible, I would still need more than one square.

I am not an environmentalist, but if I was, I think I would be upset with Sheryl Crow. This is such a crazy suggestion, I think she might actually be mocking you. Tell you what Sheryl, I'll start using one square when you start wiping my ass for me.

My new favorite website is www.postsecret.com. I stumbled acrossed it one day in a magazine, thought it looked interesting and took a look at it. For those of you that are not familiar, it is a not-for-profit organization that accepts postcards from all over the world containing the darkest, deepest secrets of the people that send them. They are, of course, sent anonomously. The website posts new secrets every Sunday and I anxiously await every Sunday for this purpose. It's really fascinating to see what people are hiding, especially those secrets that I can relate too.

My challenge to you is this: post your secret anonomously as a comment to this blog. I promise I will not try to figure out who writes them and I promise it will make you feel better just to write it down.

You may or may not already know the inspiration for the title of my blog. If you happen to watch the best show ever created, you probably assume that it is named for the extremely sexy Sawyer from Lost. If this is your assumption, then you are correct. Last week on Lost the plane crash survivors mistakenly buried two of their own alive. While I feel bad that this happened, it was worth it for me because Sawyer buried them....with his shirt off. I don't know what is going to come of the two who were buried alive, but frankly I don't really care as long as Sawyer keeps his shirt off.