tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24067464.post115680466040467139..comments2019-08-17T03:50:38.040-07:00Comments on i am hope: red, once in a lifetimeA M B E Rhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01568015218380741354noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24067464.post-1157040397493303482006-08-31T09:06:00.000-07:002006-08-31T09:06:00.000-07:00No, Yonkers hasn't sucked me into its low-class gl...No, Yonkers hasn't sucked me into its low-class glitz yet. I imagine if I ever take to tanning it would be more the kind that Ann described her daughter getting: the full body spray-on. The machine of magnetic onomatopoeia was, in this case, a MRI machine. Migraines.A M B E Rhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01568015218380741354noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24067464.post-1156999511091385892006-08-30T21:45:00.000-07:002006-08-30T21:45:00.000-07:00This is like a Nostalgia quiz post. Where were you...This is like a Nostalgia quiz post. Where were you? A tanning bed? Somehow I doubt that, even though, by virtue of residential proximity, you <I>are</I> practically a Yonkers girl.Juliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07050111738609344148noreply@blogger.com