Ok kids, I'm packing up and leavin. This site will be no more after this week. Please direct your attention back to my site.

Older? Yes.
Wiser? Little bit.
Taller? No.
Richer? Unfortunately, no.
Still pissed? Definitely.
Ready to move on? Abso-fucking-lutely.

Friday - Didn't do shit and loved every minute of it ( Read more... )

Holla back girl.

Yeah, let's dump hundreds of millions of dollars into a stadium (that will only cause headaches for the residents of Manhattan) when the walls are literally falling down around our ears. How about we fund the subway repairs, the Second Ave Line, the East Side Connection from the LIRR and the rebuilding of the WTC site first? Then we can talk about ( Read more... )

You moved like honey in my dream last night.
Yeah, some old fires were burning.

My mother has suggested going to the theatre for my birthday only twice in my life. The first time was to see The Producers. Only a few weeks after she purchased the tickets, the Tony nominations came out, the show sold out for months, if not a year, out. This year she suggested we see Spamalot. And what happens? Damn Mom, you're good ( Read more... )

Mark,

I wanted to let you know how helpful Rebekah has been to the Marketing Department and myself by assisting Marketing in our efforts to produce and send various push emails over the past year.

Her expertise and knowledge are key to helping us achieve these goals. We very much appreciate her assistance and guidance.

Ronnie

It's Afrotech! Dig.

Fifth day of the fifth month of the fifth year. Go forth and drink margaritas, little children. Drink up!