Friday, November 19, 2004

Thanks, but no thanks

Well, I had trouble setting up my profile, so I e-mailed the you think I got an answer? Hell, no. So, my responses are brief, but I'd be happy to elaborate on them. Also, here's my original answer to the query about telling children a story about a frog with a wig:
Once upon a time there was a bald frog. He was so bald that he had nothing to use to attempt one of those comb-overs that normally fool observers into thinking you have a full head of hair, not even enough for a TRUMP(trademark) Back-Comb. He went to the finest wig shops in all of New York City, but none of them would wait on a lowly amphibian. So, he took himself down to Canal Street, where he purchased a counterfeit Burberry's cap and lived happily (and cheaply) until he was run over by a backhoe that was prepping the next TRUMP (trademark) INTERNATIONAL PALACE FOR WEALTHY PEOPLE WHO LIKE TO WASTE MONEY.
Hope you enjoyed that little fable.

Thursday, November 18, 2004

Still trying to get the hang of this...

I thought I'd be up and running with this, but have been frustrated by technical problems. The good news is that I have much of tomorrow to devote to this, as I've completed most of my work for this week, so I hope to be sending this blog address to my friends SOON!
Cats rule, dogs drool.

Wednesday, November 17, 2004

Welcome to Looking Out My Back Door

Okay, so you're assuming I'm a major Creedence fan. Nope. I'm just a lowly editor, stealing the name for this blog from a former columnist who had submitted this as a possible title for his own column. I loved it, but my publisher JUST DIDN'T GET IT (no big surprise there), so I filed it away in that morass I call my mind for future use (thanks, Tim!).
I'm just learning this blog thing...more later!