Blogpourri pouring forth

I'm guessing it's synchronicity, Gordon Sumner. It certainly occurs to anyone who lives in a city, or lives or drives near a trailer park. I'm talking abandoned furniture blogs. Um, Jennifer? Meet Peggy Archer.


Oh, really? My beer just tells me to get fat and that's why my beer and I have long since parted company.

"I'm not getting into it, you get into it."
"I'm not getting into it, you get into it."
"I know, let's get Mikey!"

Apparently, Gertrude Stein, there's no studio there, either.