Dear Whomever is in charge of Coastline spying…

Nine days and counting on NaBloPoMo…Yay! It’s Friday. The downside is that the weekend is when I have a tendency to drop a posting day. But not this month! I’m on it, pecking away, and fighting with my date stamp which is completely driving me nuts… November 9, 2007 Mike McConnell Director of National Intelligence…

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Dear Bakersfield Board of Education Members…

NaBloPoMo: I’m on it with a little hop in my step and a “tally-ho” spirit, raring to go. Onward and upward, and all that sort of rot. To quote my sister when she was very young and we had suffered yet another family trip crammed in the back of the blue VW bug, “Are we…

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Dear Neighbor Lady…

Is this Day 5 of NaBloPoMo? Jeez. Are we having fun yet? It has served one purpose thus far. I’ve corrected my time/date stamp and so now it’s actually correct! Amazing. Too bad nothing else is. Well, except my letter writing, which continues today and is sponsored by: Milk Bone Dog Biscuits… November 5, 2007…

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Dear Mr. Eisner:

And Day Three of my temporary existence as a NaBloPoMo-Ho begins, albeit I did experience a delay in posting as my work to sanitize, clean, paint, and redecorate the RT’s bedroom and bathroom have taken a priority. I know. I’m sorry. I promise it will never happen again. And chickens have lips. November 3, 2007…

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Douse ’em all!

  Ah, moisture in the atmosphere. Nothing like a thick blanket of fog to dampen things and cool a few tempers. A bucket of cold water would most likely work better for some. So here’s my list of recipients of the “Bucket of Cold Water in the Face” award for a flagrant display of ego…

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Nearly Wordless on Wednesday

The sunset was interesting last night. The troops became even more restless. And according to the RT, gas alerts were also something to be concerned with. But not natural gas. Teenagers. Thirty-one words. Not bad for a nearly wordless Wednesday. Okay, so now 41. Um…

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