Alarm­ing news: Ruthie was sup­posed to meat Dan Hull in Salt Lake (wait, what?!) Thurs­day evening. The Mar­i­ott was the venue for the first inter­ac­tion between Yank and Brit Blog­gers. Self-confessed horny Dan Hull wails that she hasn’t shown up as of this Fri­day morning.

Don’t worry Dan that’s a stan­dard Ruthie trick: she takes being fash­ion­ably late to extremes; to raise the expec­ta­tions on our din­ner dates she doesn’t usu­ally turn up until the bill arrives — that suits us both.

Of course if she is miss­ing then per­haps she is dead? Per­haps Dan slept with her, then in the morn­ing he rolled over and filled with dis­gust at his lapse throt­tled her and buried her in the desert.

Hell, it’s Amer­ica — live the dream Dan, live the dream.

Or per­haps she is in the Hull-McGuire base­ment forced to have repeated deviant sex with all Dan’s rich young lawyers. No, the base­ment door isn’t locked & she knows it.

But what if she is dead? then Geeklawyer says that he feels spir­i­tu­ally richer for hav­ing know her.

But even more so finan­cially, since she left him every­thing in her will. Every lin­ing has a sil­ver cloud.

Hmm: looks like Dan hasn’t just killed Ruthie.