We're sending this out, with love, to our dear SuperagentFred to remind him that he is sitting in the center of the universe, Baltimore.
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In Which We Go To A Funeral
We had secret agent Fred's funeral on Saturday on the rooftop deck of my building. It was sad. A huge fog bank blew in so it was windy...
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Secret Agent Fred and I have decided to invade New Orleans for Mardi Gras, 2014. I know the last time I went there for Carnival, I swore I ... -
Pictures of naked men have fascinated me for decades. It's not some recent freak that got my blog kicked off of WordPress (not that I&#... -
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...
Thanks Mr. Peenee!! That clip made me realize, OMG, I'm in Baltimore, hon! First thing tomorra, I'm goin down Highlan'town and get my hair all teased out. Den---go see my man in da hospital with a big ole steak shoved up my skirt. GOOD MORNING, BALTIMORE!
ReplyDeleteYAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteOh Fred, so sorry I missed you when I was in SF (and even more sorry for the reason. Every day is a whole new world (damn, is that the right lyric?).
ReplyDeleteWait! Every day is an open door!
ReplyDeleteThough sometimes I think it should be "Every day is a two-by-four."
ReplyDeleteA Baltimore state of mind is always a great place to be. The visual stuff in John Waters films is so memorable, it's easy to forget what great music there is, as this clip reminds us.
ReplyDeleteI do love Girl Can't Help It, especially with the visual of Divine wiping her ass as part of it. Oh, how crude.
ReplyDeleteCharm City indeed.
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