Elise Sereni Patkotak

I think I won at the penny slots last night if you consider $15 per free Tequila Sunrise winning. I’m sure Charlie Sheen would.

When I get one of those spams that asks the question, “Can I trust you?” followed by some spectacular offer of money if I just help the spammer out, I want to send a one word reply to the question. “No.” But alas, I am not that brave and don’t want to get into an ongoing conversation with a spammer. As a group I find them on the level of child molesters and want to avoid both as much as possible.

I may have to sleep with one eye open for at least a month after I return based on this look.

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Given the scene at my cousin Joe’s house last night, the answer is apparently infinity to the nth degree. How do I know it was an all Italian gathering?  Because the food and drink never ran out.

From a Justin Bieber tweet that I had the misfortune to accidentally read about his appearance in overalls with the Prime Minister of Canada – “a loan” when he meant “alone”. I find his ignorance more offensive than his overalls.

Social work and writing… when will I finally pick a profession that pays well?

Why do I find it funny when I watch someone smear a light butter substitute on their toast and then use that toast to make a bacon sandwich?

Saw a posting on Facebook where someone placed a sign that read, “This year, I’m grateful I’ll never have to say the words, President Romney”.

That says it well for me.