Hi Ya Hildy!

"And that my friends, is my farewell to the newspaper game. I'm gonna be a woman, not a news-getting machine. I'm gonna have babies and take care of them. Give 'em cod liver oil and watch their teeth grow...So long you wage-slaves...When you're crawling up fire escapes and getting kicked out of front doors, and eating Christmas dinners in one-armed joints, don't forget your pal, Hildy Johnson!..And when the road beyond unfolds..."

Friday, October 29, 2004

early voting ends!

hi ya boys! (and gals)
so what does an unemployed journalist do on her third day out of work? why, take advantage of early voting of course! and for all you stay at home moms, it's quite convenient to get out of the carpool line and go into your school's polling place and VOTE! hello!? Iron Jawed Angels. ya feel me?!
but please, i beg you, for the love of all that is holy, don't vote uneducated. you may as well not vote at all if you don't know the candidates or the issues. you are allowed to take a voter's guide into the voting booth. may i suggest the best in the biz?
lwv.org

i will also be baking. yes unemployed journalists bake. Fall spice muffins and double chocolate chip cookies for my fifth grader's Halloween class party.

maggie, our loveable yorkiepoo, is camped on my lap once again, loyally comforting me in my misery. you rock mags!

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