Nikki – You are only a 2 hour drive from me. We need to meet, as we are indeed brethen. I’ll wear my rosary and my star of David.

I’d also end with xoxoxo, but I’m sure, given that we’re both women, that’s considered a lesbian act by the Church & due to my shunning them at 14, I’m already relegated to heaven’s cheap seats via standby only. By just implying that I would have written it, I’m already in deeper trouble as V. City also controls thought processes (can’t think, touch, do, say, read or view anything which might make one fun)… meaning, now look what you’ve just gotten me into… I forfeit my bleacher seats & will enjoy pergatory for a millennium of millennia.

Note to Self: Stop speaking with psychotic atheist Jews. They’re worse than lapsed Catholics & of course, the witches.

Cricket – You’re very kind, thank you for your compliment. It sounds like you did not endure the Catholic Inquisition as a child? When one thinks it’s over, an evil woman who hates humanity will appear at an elevator clad in black skirt/jacket & suddenly, slowly turn around with a cracked smile which rivals Damien in The Omen, to reveal a white shirt underneath… she knows full well what she’s doing in her wicked nun gear.

All former Catholics simultaneously look like deer caught in headlights, hang heads in shame for we must have committed some unforgivable sin & plunge knuckles deeply into pockets. She’s sent by the Jesuits to keep lapsed Catholics steeped in guilt & scare us back to the collection basket. I’m glad I now live in San Diego where wearing black means one is either wait staff or a vampire. Both are far easier to handle than nuns… & perhaps psychotic atheist Jews. xoxoxo

She actually touched down (but did not leave her private jet) at Cairns (where I live) this morning so she didn’t have to go through customs with the peasants I imagine. And quite right too!

It was 33 c. (around 104F I think) and 99% humidity at the time so I don’t think she would have fancied the tarmac too much. We are only a small city and cannot afford to air condition air tarmac.

And furthermore, I think the red carpet got drenched during the inch or so of rain we had during the night.

Hell, and I had planned on going out to the airport and waving a sarong at her…. had I managed to steal that damned lesbian stick a couple of years ago I would have that. I bet that would have got her attention. Or maybe Gayle’s.

I see I have been slipping (old age, too much wine and disappearing marbles) but I promise to get back on the lesbian stick trail.
I will write a note, that always helps.

Wanders into the sunset muttering…. write note, find lesbian stick, where wine?

More love

Andra