Dear sister,
It has been so long since we have spoken, I fear greatly that something has hindered you from responding. Please send a letter by pony express upon receiving this.
Things here are well, the harvest is approaching, and the extra help has been hired ... we will require all the hands possible for the plowing and scything. I'm afraid the corn died early, either by locust or god's will, but we shall have a good crop of barley and conola to dry in the cellar and sell come spring, and our bellies will be full this winter.
I bid you well, I must go milk the cows and churn the butter for our supper biscuits. Darling sister, I am, forever yours,
Sissy
Friday, January 30, 2009
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
GUEST POST BY BOLLY MABIS
Dolly is ballin' says:
Bolly do you want to write on dolly?
Bolly says:
no thanks
Bolly do you want to write on dolly?
Bolly says:
no thanks
Friday, January 16, 2009
.smack that.
Oh little candy bear
It hath been too long
I look to the sky for answers
And yet you give me none
Please answer my calls little one
The portal is calling my name
And when I respond, there is nothing
Just clouds and a little rain.
Oh little candy bear
This week has been long and tough
I had to do six things
And yet you say that is not enough
Oh little one, oh little one
Why do you neglect me so?
I can't help it if I'm busy
But I still love you so.
It hath been too long
I look to the sky for answers
And yet you give me none
Please answer my calls little one
The portal is calling my name
And when I respond, there is nothing
Just clouds and a little rain.
Oh little candy bear
This week has been long and tough
I had to do six things
And yet you say that is not enough
Oh little one, oh little one
Why do you neglect me so?
I can't help it if I'm busy
But I still love you so.
Thursday, January 8, 2009
This is on par with the line of vision thing
A commercial that really and truly bothers me is the Chevy commercial where it starts raining shoes, and the woman gets out of her car and starts transporting armfuls of the shoes into her trunk.
Let's say it really did start raining shoes. If it did, the parameters would probably stretch at least a couple of miles, and even a few city blocks is far. Therefore, it's realistic to think that the probability of actually being able to locate a PAIR of shoes, especially when your strategy is not to carefully look but to merely grab random shoes, is relatively low. This really upset me, because if it's going to be raining pretty shoes and you're going to willy nilly grab some at random, what is the point? Why have only half of a pair of 60-80 shoes?
I know what you're thinking - maybe she wouldn't have time to search out the other half to a pair. It would be illogical, because who knows how far away the other shoe is, and the probability of someone else employing your strategy and grabbing it at random is high. But c'mon guys: it's raining shoes. It's not like there is going to be a traffic jam if you leave your chevy in the middle of the road for a while, and maybe you could enlist a stranger to buddy up with you and help both of your odds of finding two matching shoes and, thus, a wearable pair each.
Something to sleep on.
Let's say it really did start raining shoes. If it did, the parameters would probably stretch at least a couple of miles, and even a few city blocks is far. Therefore, it's realistic to think that the probability of actually being able to locate a PAIR of shoes, especially when your strategy is not to carefully look but to merely grab random shoes, is relatively low. This really upset me, because if it's going to be raining pretty shoes and you're going to willy nilly grab some at random, what is the point? Why have only half of a pair of 60-80 shoes?
I know what you're thinking - maybe she wouldn't have time to search out the other half to a pair. It would be illogical, because who knows how far away the other shoe is, and the probability of someone else employing your strategy and grabbing it at random is high. But c'mon guys: it's raining shoes. It's not like there is going to be a traffic jam if you leave your chevy in the middle of the road for a while, and maybe you could enlist a stranger to buddy up with you and help both of your odds of finding two matching shoes and, thus, a wearable pair each.
Something to sleep on.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Monday, January 5, 2009
where you at, girl???
Pressing down, cruching through the treads with ear-splitting magnifying glasses with the smell of cookie cooky candles and randall running through the snow on his way to you....searching like Waldo on the plains of a small sun dog when the flowers jumped and wrapped their stems around the coffee mug
miss you
drive harder faster stronger!
miss you
drive harder faster stronger!
Sunday, January 4, 2009
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