WinglessAngel

Ok, Honestly I didn’t personally meet Ford but my sister did. Ford and the Prez of France were in Biloxi, I was working crowd control. My sister was in the front of the crowd, when Ford came by the crowd surged forward and my sister fell on him.

No Secret Service got involved…but the next day when I was telling the story at school, I mentioned that my mother had asked her if she had gotten his wallet. My teacher was not amused, he said, “Well I hope she was Joking.” Gawd…some people.

I was working a Mardi Gras parade as a Police Explorer. Trent Lott was in the parade and had stopped for a photo op, he came up to me and shook my hand. He said I seemed like a fine young man who would do great things. Boy was he wrong on both counts, I am a girl and haven’t done a damn thing with my life. Oh well can’t be RIGHT all the time.

Lil JJ…Is getting props for his new Nick show “Just Jordan”, hope it works out for him.

Ba’al is a Babe! As Goa’ulds go Ba’al is the most approachable, he’s more in tuned to Earth’s social standards.

Ba’al would be a ball to get stoned with because he needs to mellow out but he still would be passionate in his feelings.

She had BALLS!
What more can I say?

I do want to explain to you
why she is not on my fictional list.
Divine is just to sick to get stoned with.

She writes Great Books!

Standing In The Rainbow
Fried Green Tomatoes At The Whistle Stop Cafe
Welcome To The World, Baby Girl!
Original Whistle Stop Cafe Cookbook
A Redbird Christmas
Daisy Fay and the Miracle Man
aka. Coming Attractions

Initially I had planned on lighting up a fatty with Richard, Hyacinth’s husband, coz I figured living with that nutjob was leaving him on the verge of suicide. But then I realized that getting Hyacinth High instead would be better coz then both of them would be less stressed.

A while back I was tending to my hydroponics when this terrible explosion took place. My garden was hidden away in a lead lined basement. Lucky for me because it turned out there had been a nuclear explosion.

I wandered around for hours trying to find anybody. Of course I was worried about running into mutants but I never did. I did find Henry at the city library. Poor man had broken his glasses and was totally blind without them.

Henry was very upset, he had been so excited to be able to read all the books in the library. When his glasses broke, so did his heart. So whipped out a big ol’ blunt and torched it. Henry hit that bitch so hard I thought he would bust! After a bit, the old guy was a lot more calm and content.

We talked about everything from freedom to be ourselves to finding supplies. Then it occurred to me that we might be able to find him some more glasses at various eye glasses stores. We were both able to stock up with several pairs each. We set up house at the library.

We barely spoke of the future of mankind, as far as we were concerned we would be the last.

When we lived in Portsmouth, NH, we decided to go to “the pit,” which I think was a sand quarry. There was water in it, and we found some styrofoam and floated out on the water. I was a weak swimmer; winglessangel was a great swimmer, but if we’d fallen in she would’ve been too small to help me. We knew if Mom ever found out what we’d done, we wouldn’t sit down for six months. Years later, in our 30s, we ‘fessed up and told her what we did that day. Even so many years later, Mom looked pissed and said pretty much what we knew then: if she’d known, she would’ve tanned our hides.