Tuesday, March 15, 2005


I spoke to my sister who called from New Orleans with the hiccups and shortly after her call to me, she fell off a barstool and broke her arm. She actually fell off a barstool and broke her arm while in New Orleans. Classic.

I guess I put too strong of a Marie Laveau on her ass after her middle of the night bodily function update call. Oopsy.

1 comment:

Abby Taylor said...

Uh oh. After I read your post the other night, I... uh... made this... like... doll... and... well... sorta said a few chants and then like... you know... sorta knocked it off the table. It's never once worked before, except for that one time when an ex-boyfriend almost drowned in his toilet bowl, but... geez... tell your sister I'm sorry.