Well I haven't exactly been the monk of the month or anything like that but I have been making an effort.

The latest RADAR magazine fell on my desk yesterday, the feature story being "Toxic Bachelors" with the head of Colin Farrell photoshopped onto some guy lying in bed with a nekkid woman. No surprise there, but what is positively scandolous in my opinion is not that they show Flavio Briatore in bikini bottoms so tiny they barely fit a nut, let alone both butt cheeks, but that Charlie Rose is listed as one of the 20 or so Toxic Bachelors. What?!?!?!?!?!?! You mean the smooth voiced, well dressed, highly intelligent host of The Charlie Rose Show who so eloquently said "The question is just as important as the answer," is really just "a straight-up horndog" according to a longtime friend quoted in the article? RADAR also assigned icons to give you a quick rundown of these bachelors warning signs. Good ol' Chuck gets dentures in a glass to signify that he's an old timer and handcuffs because he's apparently kinky.

I just threw up in my mouth a little bit.

And in case you were wondering, or if it ever pops up as a question on Jeopardy, the mag also points out Rose had his mitral valve replaced with a swine's. So I guess he really is a pig.