Advertising and self-promotion are not my thing. But then, even though the spatial and mathematical departments in my head are staffed with uncooperative hooligans who mostly just run around in the hall, I managed to tweak the html stuff on the site and make that “Gummer: Revolutionary War or Westward Expansion” banner head. I’m sure I’ll evolve a little bit, but at the core, I am a noisy introvert. Maybe “noisy” isn’t the right word, but “zesty” sounds like cheap salad dressing and “robust” sounds like I went up two cup sizes. “What noisy cats are we.” (No, Microsoft, that sentence is not a question.) Anyway, it takes introverts and extroverts to makes a whole…vert. Yes, Super Grover, this is a job for an extrovert.
So, thanks, Barbi, for your help and enthusiasm, and thanks to everyone who has supported the project. I’ve made enough money now to buy each and every one of you a bowl of white rice. (That’s current domestic market value rice purchased in bulk, not whatever rice they were buying with the nickels we put in those cardboard rice bowl banks at my Catholic grade school. My big $50 would make me a rice baller by cardboard bank standards. Yeah, bitch! What’s my name?)
If there’s a possibility of Gwyneth Paltrow coming over, I guess I should pretty the place up a bit. Oh look, here’s a photo of Margot Tenenbaum. Gotta give it up for snarky little girls in white gloves. Show me some love, Gwyneth. Show me some love.
If my son and Gwyneth's daughter were a couple, the media would call them "Apple Jack".
That's funny, my stripper name is Cinnamon Crunchy.
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