smack head franny

reading sierra magazine and i feel small. bickering and snickering over silly ass things when people in Bolivia are being charged to use their own water…a picture that smacked me upside the head, the monthly wake-up call that says, “franny, you’re a lucky girl, you’ve got it good, you’ve got food in the fridge, you’ve… Continue reading smack head franny

dear sears…

Dear Ms. W, I would like to take this opportunity to let you know that I have never in my wildest dreams dealt with more incompetent idiots than I have when dealing with Sears Customer Service agents. Firstly, does Sears Corporation require brain usage from their employees? Or is the ability to remove the telephone… Continue reading dear sears…

tell me…

are the 40’s better? does life get better? will i get better? the 20’s were one big ball of craziness, driving across country with a gorgeous man, coming back with another…wearing cut-off short-shorts, stripping in the wings for my solo part, commuting at god-awful hours for an 8 am German class…deutch huete… 30’s, full of… Continue reading tell me…