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Venetian Twins--I particularly enjoyed the giant back-lit poster with my picture on it. Over one week later, it's still up and I'm feeling the effects:
Just the other day, I was sitting in Pacific Coffee, wearing a tie vest, and reading near my friend Shirley. I had this dazzling book, The Razor's Edge, by Somerset Maugham. During the course of our reading time, 3 different people came in and waved at me. Don't pretend you're not impressed.
Monday, May 17, 2010
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I am not wilting! I have been energized and all it takes is seeing pictures of any of my children-even cat children. You need no graphic fruit. The photos are well chosen. I'm really glad technology is what it is. mom
Perhaps your "fans" are really just impressed by your taste in literature.
Classic Harpist,
Your obviously jealous tone is unbecoming.
The picture is too small, I'll post a better one later, so that there will be no doubt as to my fame taking HK by storm. STORM!
did mom just call me a cat?
See the cat?
See the cradle?
Must read it!
How come in all this pictures you look like you are trying to "off" someone?
Not jealous, just observant.
Meow.
Devon,
Yes, the final photo appears as though I will shortly "do someone in." Inexplicable, as it is the curtain call and we're saluting the light box.
However, the one with the young man is an attempt at being a playful lover. It's difficult to distinguish a difference. It's subtle.
It does look like you have him in a rear naked choke hold. But hey, if that's "playful" to you, who am I to judge?
Aren't you proud of me for keeping this PG?
These back and forth jibes at each other are only possible because the mother figure has given you so much material with which to do your dirty work.
Quite the contrary, TM.
With absolutely nothing to work with, we had to learn everything on the street. Or on stage.
And D, I'll have you know that everyone said my scenes with Hamish (the guy pictured) were hilarious and that we "look funny together." So ha.
So cute!!!!
I am impressed that three people were so taken with your reading The Razor's Edge in a public place, that they waved to you. I am very proud of my choice of your reading material.
The,
Dad.
You have never been "on the street" thanks to The, Dad and his earning money.
Or TM would be "running a daycare".
Thanks Meaghan! Though I know you're talking about Hamish.
TM missed an Office reference, but that's ok.
T,D missed that Devon already made that joke, but that's ok. I often ignore her comments too.
And I'll have you all know that my fans or "fans" as D insists upon calling them, never once referenced my book. I, or "I" was the main attraction.
I can't let all this go on without jumping in. I can't help but notice the word "subtle" in the conversation. I must now re-read for I have never found anything remotely resembling "subtle" within these blog walls.
Don't read to much into their attention. I frequently wave at people I don't know.
Great job with the "source" column! Unfortunately for all you non-Jacksonville area, Camber blog followers or NJACBF's, the Source no longer posts past issues on the internet.
If anyone needs a copy of The Source, just check with The Mother. She appropriates for her own use all of the copies from the Three Legged Dog and other Jacksonville hipster hangouts. That way, she can freely distribute (with subtlety) her "extra copy" to Camber's adoring public.
Oh Camber,
I adore you and The Razor's Edge? Have you seen the Movie?
You and Hamish~I do not know what to say that would not mean, or weird or not PG. But. I am impressed with the waves and what you two had to do to earn them? Well, that is your own affair. It isn't any of my never mind.
And just for the record I have had people tell me it is sometimes hard to distinguish my "playfull lover" from my "trying to do someone in." I happens all the time!
NOT.
What do I know from subtle though? This right here? Probably why I could never be an actress.
I have missed reading your blog.
love, Deirdre
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