Art from my swampy youth in New Orleans (Chris Owens and her Cha Cha girls are courtesy of our dear sister, Cow Queen.)
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In Which We Are Screened
My natural skin shade is very similar to the glistening white of a potato's interior. That means growing up on the subtropical coast ...
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If you look below this post, you'll see that the last post I put up here on Blogger is a sniffy little tirade about how I will NEVER d... -
So this is mrpeenee's sixth birthday. I have no idea how these things happen. I originally started this whole thing only because I... -
There are times when I sit down to write my latest hilarious blog and I discover I have absolutely no idea about what to write. I turn to ...
is that our legendary Ruthy up there?
ReplyDeleteSaw her but once, alas.
o indeed yes. Ruthy was still very much on the scene when I first hit town, still appearing in bars to demand people, any people, buy her a drink. In fact, I think she still had a duck, but I could be imagining that.
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