A blind guy would do better.
No wait. Dad's a stone's throw away from being called Mr. Magoo:)
posted by irene at 6:20:00 AM

Did you change anything?
At all? Even a minor thing?

N'ver mind. I'm freaking brilliant. I'm going to Manhattan for a few days. It may snow. But I want to register at an agency. And then harass my friend who set me up for the catering job. I haven't heard ONE thing. So I'm assuming the worst, but the only way to find out from her is to meet her at a bar.

Sorry to hear it's raining so much. But I laughed my butt reading about the putty spackle they sell out there. Hey, send an email to Dad so he knows how to find this URL. I keep forgetting to show him.
posted by irene at 9:39:00 PM

I can't fix it right now. I have a knot the size of a cantelope in my right shoulder from using a mouse all day.
posted by irene at 9:38:00 PM

Next time make time for a pedicure.
What's wrong with you??

:)
(this is supposed to be Mom)
posted by irene at 10:15:00 PM