Look — puppies!
The nation has puppy fever. Kevin is helping to fuel puppy fever.
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I am 32 today. No singing, please; I never know what to do then. Cupcakes are nice, though. And rum. And flowers. Really, though, my only expectation is that I get to wear the birthday tiara. It will inspire TIARATALK. Age isn’t a big deal to me. 32, I expect, won’t be much different from… Continue reading 32
Wishin’ and hopin’
The first Web page I created was a Christmas wish list at least 10 years ago. It doesn’t exist anymore; I might have the files somewhere, but they’d be on a zip disk, and who has a zip drive anymore? It was basically a collage of images on a white background, image-mapped. I only remember… Continue reading Wishin’ and hopin’
2 tablespoons floor
There are some Thanksgiving-related traditions that I just don’t understand. The main one: Putting food inside the turkey to cook it. Turducken? Why? Turbaconducken? Why? Even in-the-bird stuffing — why? (I’m one of those people who doesn’t really like her food to touch on her plate, either.) Other Thanksgiving traditions I do not like: Bickering… Continue reading 2 tablespoons floor