Yeah, that’s me. Second from the right, near the back.
And I think I see lotsa hands out there…
Honestly, can we get a freaking break? Uncle!
I’m blogging at SFC today. Bring your booze, your drugs, and lock up your women (and boy-toys).

Yeah, that’s me. Second from the right, near the back.
And I think I see lotsa hands out there…
Honestly, can we get a freaking break? Uncle!
I’m blogging at SFC today. Bring your booze, your drugs, and lock up your women (and boy-toys).
I missed your last blog. Pregnant = creativity, does it? Well, I’ve never had a pregnancy dream. Does that mean the creativity just ain’t flowing in this writer’s body? That could be a problem.
And that’s me right next to you.
Suzanne, you’ve never had any problem with creativity!
Sometimes we don’t remember our dreams (this one happened to stand out).
And there are other subjects that supposed represent creativity in dreams–doesn’t have to be pregnancy, lol.
And that’s me right next to you.
Always good to have a friend packed in ice with you, Bernita.