farewell my endless, carefree as a whisper, summer. i will miss you much. i will miss the smell of your backyard barbecue. the silent, but potent neighborhood bell which beckoned the sunburnt, beach-cruiser riding puppies home each day from the sand. how sad...
The movie Amelia opens today. I don’t want to see it. I kinda already know the ending. Sorta like when everyone ran out to see Titanic???? Didn’t they already know the punchline? But I must say I am slightly obsessed with Miss Earhart. Why you ask? Why do...
