"THE QUEEN IS (NOT) DEAD"

Hi kids. The weather is weird, I'm working hard and being busy, Pilcrow is coming along nicely, the editing phase is done with Katie Schwartz's's's book and we're just double-checking and such right now, mostly, my parents are moving but staying on the coast, I feel a little tired, I have more to do today before the day is over, my friends in New Orleans are hoeing down today, I finished a few writing projects this morning, I think I will have an early dinner, I don't even want to discuss my shower, my cat is sweet and napping, Clitter is funny (particularly "sparklebabies" at the end), my apartment is warm, on The Yay/Oy Vey Scale, things are firmly yay. No complaints.

"ANYTHING IS HARD TO FIND"

Yo, writerly types: Raincoat Flashers needs some editorial help part-time.

"HONEYPIE, WE'RE NOT SAFE HERE"

Take a look at the necklace, then feel free to punch yourself in the face.



Fuckin' Jewish KFed, as he (her nouveau beau) has come to be known. What is his name anyway? I heard he was Kohainim?

Anyway...

I am getting the last of my work pile completed and BOY AM I GLAD! I havent felt Caught Up in weeks. Things just, you know, shifted, as I hoped they would, but they shifted so well that even prepared I felt caught off guard. Not a bad deal, though, if you think about it.

Okay, let me get some stuff finished and I'll be right back in a few hours, eh? Good. Thanks.

Oy, she could at least wear a tasteful Magen David. That big clunky star is positively garish.