Sweetney

As you doubtless know by now, I love my hometown of Baltimore -- aka Charm City, aka Harm City, aka The City That Reads, aka Bodymore, Murderland (and so on, and so forth, yada) -- so in honor of my fair city's greatness, I'm giving away a copy of the new Ace Of Cakes book!

Day late, dollar short-ish, but: [pause -- to allow for well-deserved cooing and aww-ing] . . . Zebra? Cheetah? Ahh, screw it. ZEBTAH! And yes, I'm totally the best, most with it and together mom ever, why do you ask? ppphhhbbbbttt. Do note, however, that there IS a significant precedent -- nee...

Zebra? Cheetah? Ahh, screw it. ZEBTAH!

This year, it's been about loss for me. Loss of my ten year relationship, my eight year marriage. Loss of faith, trust, stability, security, my sense of my own place in the world. Loss upon loss. Losses I can't even begin to articulate. There's much I don't say here, even with all I do say. Thing...

This year, it's been about loss for me. Loss of my ten year relationship, my eight year marriage. Loss of faith, trust, stability, security, my sense of my own place in the world. Loss upon loss. Losses I can't even begin to articulate.

I need some help here. Please explain to me what the narrative is behind this little yard diorama I stumbled across Halloween night: Take your time. Don't strain anything. . . . . . ETA: [singing:] One of these things is not like the other.... Still got it, baby! [explanation here]

I need some help here. Please explain to me what the narrative is behind this little yard diorama I stumbled across Halloween night:

(Before undead) AH AM VAMPYYYYYR! WE AR-UH DIFFURENT! (Tru Blood fans, you know what I'm talkin' bout.) MMMMM... BRAAAAAAIIIINNNNSSSSSS....  Happy Halloween Everybody! . . . . . PS: All of these were created on Picnik, which, needless to say, completely freakin' rules. **NOW WITH BONUS RETIN...