Life trumps blogging…

by Frank Paynter on March 31, 2024

… posting will be light. I’m not a blogger anyway. I’m a writer. I’m a critic. I’m an analyst.

Thanks to Seth Finkelstein for the citation and the reminder.

To my friends, you know where to find me.

{ 3 comments… read them below or add one }

Liz Ditz 04.01.07 at 12:07: Well, I know how to find you in cyberspace, and since your phone called my phone last year (if you will recall, I introduced you to the idea that heinies could communicate without the volition of the brains attached to the heinies–’cept I used the word “butt”) — but I don’t have your physical location programmed into the GPS.

In other news, Jumper Girl DID use the GPS to get home, so I could use the GPS (TomTom) to get from mi casa to su casa. Should I know the coordinates.

There’s been a lot of used food flying about the disturbed electrons this last week. I just want to say, mi casa is still su casa, amigo.
tamarika 04.01.07 at 5:51: Frank,
I’m your friend right here, right now.
Tree Shapiro 04.02.07 at 1:15: It makes me realize just how ascerbic {sic} this industry and culture are toward women. This just makes me ill.

We have to fix this culture.
For the next week, let’s discuss how.

oh, robert, stop stop. i can’t breath for laughing. have you tried the calamari? more like trump’s blogging life.