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Baby Electric.

Hello friends, followers and sneaky little web-snoopers… Just a lightening speed injection, of neon naughtiness today I’m afraid. Ixnay on the lengthy literary offerings, as…

The Maternal Muse.

Good (Grey) day human’s! Tis’ drab and tis’ dark….. and such opressing matter has me feeling all kinds of lethargically uninspired, to do anything other…

Storms of the Purple Dinosaur kind.

H ello readers! Sorry for the vanishing-act interlude, it’s been helluva month, since I last put pen to paper. Not only has they’re been…

Back to School.

D ear universe, Holy divinity, almighty sorcerer… (Insert supernatural karma spurting force, of choice here_____). My fore years called; they want the rug from…

Destination Unkown.

  Considering my categorical youth, I’ve herded my fair share of shoddy years, under my swiftly approaching 25 belt. But this year of the baa-baa black sheep…

“NO MORE CONTOUR!”

Oh hey!… Madame Tussauds called… Yeah, they want Michael Jacksons, 1982 Thriller, facial Wax Work back. CONTOURING. This surly to God, HAS to be one…

Give me an ‘O’!

Orange Is The New Black… I beg to differ actually. I look about as appropriate in Orange, as an impetigo facial manifesto on a…

One little filly came to Market.

Morning Bloggers! We’re having a blessed clear out! Not the kind, of kick out your boyfriend and move to Nepal kind. Just the loosening the strings, on the ready…

Brunch at Blondies.

O h snap! It’s only a delicious, new, mini motion picture, by the nothing short of awesome, Buki Koshoni. Be sure to explore, his on…

One Thousand Days of Darkness.

E vening peoples of inter-world. It’s been another ‘longer than id like to address’ stint of un-blogging lastingness, since my last rant about God knows…