Unconscious mutterings…

I say, and you think… Dancer :: Tiny (think: “hold me closer, Tony Danza”) Intellectual :: Giant Direct :: TV Tolerate :: My baby don’t Post :: Fence Instinctive:: Basic Brink :: Disaster Regain :: Control Repulsed :: Fatal Attraction Distressed :: furniture

Why, hi there!

It’s 1:33 on Sunday morning. We’re home. I have had a little more ‘quality time’ driving the highways and byways of Texas than I can handle at this moment. We have no ice cream, I’m afraid to open the wine, I really ought to go to bed – I’m toast. But I just saw this […]