Tell me that an underwear company called Crocodile Undie isn't the best idea you've heard all day.
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- Jess
- Jessica Martin grew up on her family’s farm in Brockport, New York. She spent her formative years talking to herself in the mirror and memorizing lines from Full House episodes. She graduated from Syracuse University with a degree in Television, Radio and Film and that proved to be worthwhile in that she still enjoys all of those things. After living in San Francisco, New York, and Boston, Jessica has learned the importance of light layers, irony, and remembering how people take their coffee. A fortune cookie once told her that she finds beauty in ordinary things, and she liked this. But then another fortune cookie told her that she liked horse racing and gambling, but not to excess, so she’s not entirely sure what to believe. She sort of thinks fortune cookies should stop pretending they know her so well. Open-Eyed Sneeze is her first book.
2 comments:
Jess, you are a lil poser and you know it.
Crocodile. Undies was my idea.
..So were magnetic towels.
I never said it was my idea!
Note: This post should have been entitled, "Down Under Where?"
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