OK folks, I'm feeling a bit unloved here. See the tiny "comments" function at the bottom of each post? That's for YOU, dear reader - yes, YOU. That's your place to post, comment, say hi, tell me that I'm full of shit - whatever. Don't just sit there, don't be shy - say something! I know you're reading. I know that I get a nice handful of visitors every day (a true lady never says how many though). Some of you even stay a while - reading quite a few pages. I know that you Google me - sometimes using my name, sometimes using my domain name. I recognize some of your referrals. I know who some of you are. And yet you just come on in, read up and then walk on by. Never saying hi. Never saying whaddup dawg, never saying hey ho!

And, I've gotta tell you, it kinda hurts my feelings. I feel alone. I feel a bit dirty. A bit used. Like - y'all keep coming back for more but you don't want to give me the time of day? I'm really quite nice - I don't bite, at least not hard. In fact, I think someone once called me an apple-cheeked cheerleader. I'm harmless! Like a little kitten.

Sniff. Think about it. Throw a girl a line already....

Anyhoo. Tonight's the very first Haints Hootenanny at the True Love Coffeehouse and if you're in the 916 then I expect to see you there because in as a fine bonus to this acoustic Ghoulies set you'll be treated to some gee-tar playing from the love of my life, Mr. Cory "Guitar Boy" Vick. I'm excited - coffee, True Love vegan cookies and some cool tunes.

OK, now that I'm done whining and promoting, I've gotta run and take the kitty to the vet - it's time for her re-check and Cory & I have to figure out a way to keep her from peeing before we get there (She likes to pee all over the place when she's mad and she gets mad when she sees her cat carrier...you do the math)....
~xo
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