11 pmThe Golden girls (well, their autographs) at my friend's yard sale.
Photo...alas, not for sale.
(Perfectly understandable)
Not proud of it, but if she hadn't been a friend I would have seriously entertained the thought of stealing it. I didn't.
That's how dear a friend she is.
1:30 pmKyan Douglas, the lost forgotten member of Queer Eye for the Lost Forgotten Show, walking briskly past the window on Magazine St. while we had lunch. Thanks to Carlos' eagle eye, we spotted him...and took a looksee at his car.
3:30 pm
an ass even better looking than this staring me down in the Psychology section of Barnes and Noble. I mean seriously!
I almost asked for its autograph.
4 comments:
Thank you for being a friend
Traveled down the road and back again
Your heart is true, you're a pal and a confidant.
And if you threw a party
Invited everyone you knew
You would see the biggest gift would be from me
And the card attached would say thank you for being a friend.
margaret stole the words right out of my mouth.
Nothing's safe around Margaret, Norma.
dan,g I need to hang out in bookstores more often
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