Thursday, July 24, 2008
Back. I think.
I don't recognize the place. I suppose that is a good sign, since Caroline is much more creative than I. But could someone please tell me what has been going on? You have more pictures of men on this blog than my good friend Mo has. I don't mind, if that is what you like. Ummmm...shall I move on now, or is there something I should be doing here?
Don't make me read all this stuff, ok? Just give me the short version...
Anyone care to be a spokesperson? (I assume Caroline is in hiding, so I can't ask her.)
Claire would know. But she would lie.
Chica wouldn't lie, but she wouldn't know, either.
A.? Fat chance.
Debbie? Probably out kayaking.
Catherine? Maybe. A few Gins and Tonics on the house. More than a few, probably.
Ettarose? Yes! Ettarose will crumble like a wet cookie.
I just noticed something. There are no men involved in this blog.
Well, Redbeard passes through. So does Descartes. But they are both new and haven't been beaten down by the ladies yet.
Wait a minute - Canucklehead. Right. What am I thinking. I'd be better off trying to wake up Qelqoth during the daytime.
Maybe I will just leave it to Caroline. Why change anything?