but new publications do not. I get a little high every time I get a piece accepted.
I'm reeling now. I'm swaddled in Special K cotton puffs.
Chapter from Little pink babies here: http://www.bloodlotus.org/
Tell me what you think. Or not. I may still be reeling. I may be incandescent. I may be raving in Bo Jackson's old four car garage at the end of a dead end street across from the sheriff's compound. Best place to rave in all of AL...
Don't know why anyone would bother making a "creepy" kewpie. They give me the screaming fantods just fine now.
Yours in heebie-jeebies,
And a song to march you out: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tCT23V7C9GU