I love it when strangers feel compelled to insult you. Like when I walked down to the tram stop outside Safeway yesterday morning and a rather, let's face it readers, bedraggled looking fellow, sidled on up to me & couldn't help but open his stinkin' gob to pass comment on my really special turquoise, mirror-tinted sunglasses
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You're quite the writer, APo. Come to Europe and build a snowman with me.
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PS OMG you're gonna have the wickedest Christmas: snow, a Norwegian banquet (oh the pickels, oh the rye-breads, oh the hams!) & zany Norwegian Xmas carols. I quiver at the thought of it all.
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PS Amy, grab your credit card, grab your hubbies credit card, just card a friggin credit card & order The Fran Lebowitz Reader on the internet RIGHT NOW. She's a Jewish Oscar Wilfe for '80s New York: I know she'll whack your funny bone something chronic.
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