Thursday, November 22, 2007
Something About Mary K
It's not everyday I get on a plane and talk to the stranger sitting next to me for more than I have to. On the rare occasions I do, seldom is that stranger gorgeous, intelligent, and more tenacious than an army of French Bulldogs. This is Mary K. My treat for doing something right sometime before Thanksgiving.
Saturday, November 17, 2007
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