Curb Girl: what an urban-based accidental journalist accidentally thinks
when she's falling face-first on figurative pavement
Sunday, March 14, 2010
This is my answer
to all your wishes for spring to come. Winter, it wasn't that bad. Spring, doesn't happen for a week. Ides, coming soon to a March near you. Daylight "savings," rammed down the throats of the American people while they were sleeping. Doves, getting by.