Can I pick 'em or what?

The answer, of course, is No.

Regular readers will remember that every year since 1984 I have attempted to pick the Playboy Playmate of the Year, and every year since 1984 I have been completely, utterly, definitively wrong.

Somewhere out there in the great state of Centerfoldia, my secret source — let's call her "Deep Cleavage" — has sent word that once again I have failed.

You know, consistency can get awfully tiring after a couple of decades.

Posted at 7:16 PM to Blogorrhea