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So I’m a few hours late on this…

Because I went to bed Wednesday around 8 p.m. feeling a little battered by life, I’m late on this happy birthday post to my sensational friend and writing partner, Jim, whose birthday it was Wednesday. Happy birthday, Jim! And since he once humored me by letting himself be photographed just the way I wanted him to be, I’m going to post one of those Becky-demanded photos and consider it a little gift to treebreeze, because Thursday is his birthday, and who doesn’t like a cowboy on his birthday. Happy birthday, Todd!

Hope both of you get appropriately spoiled by the people who love you, because there are so many of us in your lives.

Still hot in leather pants

Happy birthday, Joe Perry.

Novel trivia: I don’t have a copy with me, so readers can correct me if I’m wrong, but I think Joe Perry made an appearance on the first page of THREE FORTUNES IN ONE COOKIE. We didn’t even have to pay him.

Completely Useless Information

I just realized that I haven’t worn high heels for twenty-one years.

This is probably why I can’t write chick lit.

I wish they all could be Crescent City feet….

There’s nothing wrong with your memory, Mark.

click here for photos

A little something for Mark

Mark, because I’m dorky, I did some screen captures for you.

unless you like mannequins, trust me, photos mean nothing to anyone but Mark

For Lisa in IA, with plenty of adverbs and adjectives!

A sad, silly tale of sensible shoes…

I have not worn high heels or sexy shoes since the 1980s. My aversion to said shoes is probably the reason why my chick lit partial was rejected and why Sarah Jessica Parker will never be my BFF.

But in the field of sensible shoes, as I expressed to Lisa, Born shoes rock, and I have a few pairs.

However, the sad truth is:
read sad truth here

Dear Mark,

This is what yearbooks are for. I, too, called it “dressing out,” it was “P.E.” and not “gym,” and we were in “junior high,” not “middle school.” Our uniforms were as horrible as Lisa’s description of hers.
the horrors of P.E.

For Shannon

Tom and I cracked up at Rutlie in his Harley cap. Tom dug out a photo of our late dachshund Pete from The Compound archives for you to see. Ten-pound Pete thought he was Rutlie’s size and he was a total badass. His bite was entirely as bad as his bark unless you were part of his pack. Not many of us were.

click here for Pete’s photo

From the Compound Hounds

Princess Guinness

Margot the Good Witch

Rexford G. Lambert skips the costume, gets right to the point.

Happy Halloween everyone!

Project Runway

Tonight was the “Project Runway” reunion show. I have to say that I was very pleased when they decided to go with four finalists instead of three. I think each of the final four has a vision and the ability to start a line. I’m looking forward to seeing what they do for Fashion Week.

I do admit that I sighed tonight for what might have been when I saw Alison, Keith, and Malan. It sounds like Malan is doing okay, though. Maybe Alison will get a shot on another season. As for Keith… I guess we’ll never know the real story.

But Vincent is a train wreck.

And Tim Gunn is flawless.