in reference to a job I’m up for at a Spice Company in Marin

“You have to get that job. Have to. I cannot wait to tell people that my friend is a Spice Girl.”

If there’s a book you really want to read, but it hasn’t been written yet, then you must write it. -Toni Morrison

My grandmother, Bappy, would have been 92 today. I miss her every single day. I hope she’s enjoying a round birthday cake tonight with her sister, Contine, … complete with three birthday candles.

I decided against Spanx on Friday because I don’t want them to give way and end up looking like a can of busted biscuits.

I ate a piece of pizza that fell into the kitchen sink briefly and think I have food poisoning

I’m a buff baby that can dance like a man
I can shake-a my cans
I’m a tough-tootin’ baby,
I can punch-a your buns
Punch-a your buns,
I can punch-a your buns
If you’re an evil witch,
I will punch you for fun

this picture makes my day every time I see it.

I adore my grandma. I do. I love her stories, her wit and most of all her feistiness. However, listening to a tale of woe regarding her 70 year old neighbor, who was rushed to the hospital with a leaky “bust” (Grandma can’t say breast or boob) was too much. Too much! oh, and the lady is fine. Ruptured cyst or something. Can’t erase image from head

two buck chuck is no more. it’s two fifty chuck now. not as fun to say

I am downtown Oxnard. Food Truck Thursday. There is a store that just says “Lottery” and advertises that it buys gift cards. I’m voting for Pedro