This week I am going to reveal a story about the Bush homicide...behind the scenes. Never told. Never written in any of my books. Should be interesting to you. It will be detailed and eye opening for anyone who has not sat at the front bench of a high profile jury trial for three weeks or more.
IN the meantime...let me entertain you with weekend follies.
Today after my second (in all my life) Yoga class, I went costume shopping with my friend.
Homecoming is next week and we have to be a superhero-either international or domestic. I am going to make myself a Viking Warrior...a man...not a girl kind.
It raised the nose of my friend. I think every time I try to go outside the box, I raise eyebrows. I like to be unusual, different. Sometimes I like humor in my costumes.
LANA BANANA: Well, I want to be a girl.
Now this is so typical. I am in the bible belt where women are very old fashioned with little sense of humor and not much cursing.
Have you ever looked at girl costumes, especially superheroes?
Yes. They all look like bar sluts.
I mean seriously. I pointed it out at every opportunity. She even agreed at some point.
She chose a very cool beefed up (fake muscles) Superman costume with yellow rubber belt and everything. It is so cool.
I converted someone!
Bar sluts for Homecoming and Halloween...be gone!