As Toto and Dorothy continue along the long and winding road on their NaBloPoMo journey, Dorothy has gotten snippy, and Toto has begun to look longingly at her ankles, imagining what they might taste like, and just how loudly she’d scream if he chomped firmly on one… November 20, 2007 Dear Mr. Gynecologist Doctor Person:…
Tag: Responsibility
Dear Desiree…
Tally-Ho NaBloMoPo on Day 14. So move it. Can you do it? Make it burn…on three…ready? Let’s go. Whatever. But this one will be short, because I have to do a post on my food blog today, too. I was nearly done with a post two days ago, was loading the last photo, and then…Yes….
Dear San Diego Union-Tribune:
As I drag my unwilling body over the scorching sand of the Sahara that is my carpet, I yet again position myself at my trusty desk and keyboard to put a checkmark in the box that denotes another NaBloPoMo done… November 12, 2007 Dear Whomever Makes the Decision to Fold the San Diego Union-Tribune in…
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…
My Dear Doggo…
Day eight-thousand three-hundred ninety two of NaBloPoMo. Or something like that. At this point, I’m wondering if I’ll ever see Tara again. November 7, 2007 My dear Doggo, You gave us quite a quiet fright last night. It took a while for us to realize that you hadn’t engaged in your usual routine of staring…
Get Out Your Deflector Shields
Yanno, I was going to have a lovely, quiet morning. Feh. After a much needed eleven hours of sleep last night (evacuated relatives, non-stop fire coverage, no school, no work, and a busy Las Vegas weekend) I stretched, poured my coffee and began to plan my day. Fire coverage is dwindling (thankfully and finally), the…