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 Run
Go to it, Nancy I believe I have mentioned in the past my chronic runny nose, and by "mentioned" I mean "whined at length abo...
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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... -
Quit bragging. My dear friend drumstick had his 50th birthday this last weekend. 50! Can you imagine? What a baby. I told his wife, Hot... -
So this is mrpeenee's sixth birthday. I have no idea how these things happen. I originally started this whole thing only because I...
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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