Wishing for Plinko, winning a dinette set and a daybed.
It's like that.
Sunday, October 31, 2010
The Most Wonderful Time of The Year.
If I don't get into Halloween (at all) it's only because I grew up with a skewed sense of when I should be scared. When we were kids, my uncle Greg used to come out to the dining room table at my grandma's house wearing a horribly scary wolf mask and roar until we all ran away.
The was for Easter.
And to be honest, he still does this.
This is a picture from last Christmas. Seriously.
At least there will be clearance candy at CVS in a few days.
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.