“Thank you? I guess I looked like I was having a hard time?”
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My Fake Band #4
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In an open letter to the feelings unleashed by prematurely listening to Harry Connick Jr. doing Christmas songs,
“Even I am at a loss for words right now, but I have to tell you that wondering whether this music is regularly used to seduce during the holiday season is, well, a little different. As for the thought, ‘this is the kind of music that makes you feel up for anything if it comes […]
Lyndon Johnson Tank Top
I know that even for someone who openly admits to loving the presidents, and also for having a unique interest in President Lyndon Johnson, that making a LBJ tank top might be at the very edge of what’s considered socially acceptable behavior. Sometimes, however, there are things that you want and those things just aren’t… Continue reading Lyndon Johnson Tank Top
In an open letter to the woman whom I didn’t tell that her maxi pad was hanging out of her pocket by a good two inches,
“I found myself thinking about you the other day and I was surprised to find that I still found it funny. You were there giving a presentation to the class with that telltale pink plastic betraying you against those navy blue corduroys. Had you been nicer, I probably would have told you. Had you been […]
Links I Like
Caramel Apple Cinnamon Rolls sound dangerously delicious. Is your mouth watering yet? Just like I love all things pumpkin spice, I love holiday recipes! So much! They make sleigh bells jingle in my mind, and lights glisten in a variety of colors. These Kahlua Peppermint Patties made holiday cheer wash over me. This necklace looks… Continue reading Links I Like
My son makes me think about Harry Potter and Jimi Hendrix at the same time,
In an open letter to the two motorists I watch blatantly run red lights,
“You all are the reason that I always indulge in an extra pause when my light turns green. You’re dangerous.”
In an open letter to the woman she watched pick her nose for an extended period of time,
“I have never seen someone commit to picking her nose the way that you did. As I openly stared at you not bothering to disguise my gaze, you didn’t even acknowledge my presence. I am perplexed by the science behind your nose picking. I couldn’t see any of your pinky finger and you rooted around […]