The Silent Treatment.
MY RECENT POSTS
- A Fistful of Hot Dogs.
January 13, 2009 01:20AM - Mormon Friend.
January 12, 2009 10:04PM - God is My Birth Control.
January 10, 2009 10:24PM - Star Light, Star Bright.
January 07, 2009 08:42PM - Some Ends Don't Meet.
January 06, 2009 11:52PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “There are a myriad
number of little understood
factors at
play
in matters
such as…”
February 22, 2009 11:55AM - “It's only from our
perspective that paying off
your balances
quickly and
being a…”
February 02, 2009 10:03PM - “Usually I am up at 5 for
work, but the habit carries
into the
weekends. My idea
o…”
January 19, 2009 01:11PM - “Cutting a pizza into a
heart shape would mean less
pizza. To
hell with romance,
y…”
January 19, 2009 01:04PM - “This was hard to read
(but eloquent). I've never
been able to
feel comfortable
wi…”
January 19, 2009 01:51AM
Danielle Patrick's Links
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A Fistful of Hot Dogs.
You could exchange fake money for real hot dogs? Mormons had the best religion in the world!
As recently noted, while growing up my besty was Mormon. She was also the only girl my age in the neighborhood so maybe the two are one and the same… Read full post »
My best friend, growing up, was a Mormon. This had no specific connotation for me other than "Mormon" was not "Catholic", and therefore my friend, whose name was Laura Irving, was looked down on by my mother. Not unkindly, but with the same smiley indulgence my mom reserved for… Read full post »
God is My Birth Control.
As arrows are in the hand of a mighty man;
so are children of the youth.
Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them:
they shall not be ashamed. -Psalm
Star Light, Star Bright.
"Tyfannie Rose Hugglebert"? Try SN-612, biotch!
I was out shopping for groceries and I saw a big bin of stuffed toys. Naturally I went over because no trip to the store is complete without checking out the toys, even if you just pretend you're going down that aisle as… Read full post »
How eBay took a pleasurable pastime and drop-kicked it into molten lava. But maybe it was time to grow up anyhow...
Crap collectors used to do things the hard way. They
actually went out looking for the thing they fancied, combing flea
markets and garage sales to turn up… Read full post »






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