Wipe away your case of the Mondays with a dose of Utube Mondays. I have found a couple videos on Utube, salvaged from the binary depths. Funny, relevant videos are the theme and a smile on your face is the intent. I hope you enjoy “I’m DEFINITELY voting REPUBLICAN!!”
No Country for this Rental.
In one of our first Censored Critic, our American film review, we take a look at “No Country For Old Men” and find there is no room in our lifetime for this outrageously over hyped reel. Read our juicy review.
Craigslist and Nerdy Girls
My mail box has been having technical difficulties, which means I have to seduce a nerd into some free IT and find letters in other places. As an upwardly mobile city girl, I am well versed in the internet BBS known as Craigslist, a site where you can find anything your heart desires. Gadgets, rental properties, buffalo stance prostitution, or anything, even brand label goods, can be found on the binary flea market known as Craigslist. Users meet to trade goods and ideas. In one section, named Rant and Raves, users post anonymous grips, which often lead to monumental bitch fests. If there was ever a place that needs a Corporate Sponsored Whore more, I hope to find it. Until then, let’s start with:
Read Jane’s Advice
Old Timers
In his first letter to the Union, Uncle Sam paves the way for Obama’s “Yes We Can”
Dear ANFers
Procrastination is a sin but my recent quiet has been due to my move with only hints of procrastination. I forget to keep readers and friends informed with updates of American NonFiction’s meatspace. We have been through one move and we are about to go through another one. I am not going to lie things could get rough. Your continued readership is appreciated.
Read Letter to readers.
100 Posts!
We made it to a 100 post! Look forward to a 100 more, on its way to a web connection near you.
Hatter and Me
The horn of the phonograph played the sound of a piano accompanied by Billy Joel’s distinctive voice. The Hatter was a lover of music and claims to be driven insane by the loud punk rock music, but the truth is that the same chemical that keeps his top hat stiff is destroying his mind. His whole body shakes from the tip of his hat to the bottom of his boots. He tries to hide his symptoms by setting the table for tea, but his fingers shake the saucers and cause the teacups to clatter upon the tabletop.
Read Flash Fiction “ Hatter and Me “
