Am I in heat, or was this week as sexy as Darjeeling Limited’s closing train shot? First off, it was Slut-O-Ween, which means men can wear tights and girls can dress as trampy whatever-the-hell-they-wants (next year, I’m doing sexy Septa worker. Or maybe I’ll go for a challenge and do sexy Anne Coulter). Of course, Halloween can get confusing when your crush is dressed up as an animal or the opposite gender…and you’re still aroused. But whatever, I’m comfortable with my sexuality. This past week also gave us 50-degree weather, and with it came all the beautiful people sporting their hoodies, flushed cheeks and facial hair. Seriously, use this time of year to your advantage, people: sweatshirts hide Octoberfest beer guts and everyone looks cute in a fuzzy scarf. But nothing turned me on like the anti-choice demonstration and Islamo-Fascism Awareness Week. Before you flood my mailbox with hate mail, all I’m sayin’ is that the political tension got people hot and bothered (my Commie self included). And there’s nothing better than angry sex.