You're listening to the micro version of the Savage Lovecast at savage.love.

If you're stuck in a relationship quandary, or if you're looking for sexual harmony,

well, there's nothing you can't ask on the Savage Lovecast.

Taylor Swift won a bunch of Grammy Awards on Sunday night, including one that arguably

should have gone to someone else, cough, cough, Beyonce.

The Super Bowl is coming up.

Taylor Swift's football hero boyfriend, Travis Kelsey, is going to be playing in this Super Bowl.

Travis is a tight end for the Kansas City Chiefs or the tight end for the Chiefs.

I don't know if a football team has more than one tight end.

But I do know that he's playing for the Kansas City Chiefs.

But I don't know that by heart.

I had to look that up again for the third or fourth time.

That's how gay I am. I am so gay that my gay brain refuses to store that information.

I look up what team Travis plays for every time I have to talk about him here on the show.

I say the name of that team out loud. And then my cerebral cortex, which is where

long-term memories are stored, is like, no, thank you, delete, delete, delete. There is no room in here

for that. No room in here for trivia about football teams. Not with all this very important information

we need to keep stored about original Broadway cast recordings of obscure musicals from the 1940s. Anyway, I'm a very gay person. I know a lot of very gay people.

Some of the very gay people I know are very into Taylor Swift. Some are very into Beyonce.

There have been arguments because gay people don't agree about everything. Water-based lube,

silicone-based lube, puppies,

gay cruises, even gay marriage, there is a lot of disagreement. But there is one thing that no one

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