Miss Begotten is one of my pet names for myself, for Southern Gothic reasons best kept to myself. Miss Begotten tries to speak plainly, but sometimes she tends to babble -- parenthetically, of course. It's never my intention to offend (and usually that's true - except on those [maybe not so] rare occasions when I mean it very friggin' much) but it sometimes happens, so if you're unusually easily offended...
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
The Week's Best E-Mail
This tickled my funnybone. Chances are, it will yours, too. Even if it doesn't, hey, it's Hump Day -- and that's always fun.
When Sign Makers Ain't So Bright
BTW, things are very crazy at work between the landlords and the poor beleaguered tenant. I'm expecting an explosion of some sort any time now.