Saturday, August 23, 2008

"Your Charms Have Not Gone Unoticed By All the Angels"

This is my YAHOO! fortune today, and I like it a lot. At least all the angels read my blog:) That might not be a good thing, for me, eternally speaking. However, if they looked down from Heaven today and saw me cutting back the overgrown Yucca plants in the cemetery, then I'm sure I scored brownie points. Mostly for kicks, but also as part-time work, I organize community service for local teens. This morning I had Paris Hilton and her friend Nicole Richie doing yard work among the dead. (Not the actual celebrities, but just as amusing.)

At one point they come across a century-old family plot with the name "Jonas Brothers" inscribed on the monument. "I want to be buried right here, between the Jonas Brothers...That would be hot," says Paris. Yeah, that would be like...heaven," Nicole agrees.

I just can't keep my mouth shut; I have to interrupt their fascinating conversation. "You know that these Jonas brothers were not rock stars, but probably just poor, maybe toothless, settlers who are now skeletons, right?" Paris pauses raking to check her hair in a small mirror from her Coach handbag, "Yeah, well, I bet they were hot farmers." Her sidekick agrees, while flipping her cell phone open. "Yeah, maybe like, hot skeletons too."

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Welcome to my writer's blog, started about six years ago for fun. Over time, the writing I have posted has ranged from personal reflection, to Long Island history research, to tall tales for my own amusement, to feature articles for local newspapers. As you can see from topics listed here, I travel in many mental directions in regard to interests. Click on the tabs and labels to explore my strange mind which senses that you may be having a criss-cross day. If so, perhaps this blog will distract you. However, please note that if you tell me my blog is beautiful just to get me to advertise rhinoplasty surgery and cheap drugs from Canada in your comment, I will ask the gods to give you a tail that cannot be concealed.


Loren Christie

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