Something Dulce

Emergent tree shrew of the blogospherion reporting for duty, Sir! What're you doing? Yadas, add emphasis later, yadas. Reconnecting with family: What tv bust's do when the writers strike, and what pols do after a scandal. My baby got the third try blue, as little one pushes buttons in the back(and front, its a zippy thing; no not indescribable, just more un) and speaking words above adult grade, for hereabouts; get a sentence right and talk. Noted. No not really. But I know better than to talk down to anyone, even the non enigmas. Why you gotta have de bar? Dey know. I do it for the Mam. Spell it how you want.