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|Thursday, May 9th, 2002|
I've been touring with my art flick that i told you all about. i didn't realize that there were film festivals for granny porn, but apparently there are. my arthritis is really kicking in after all that autograph signing, and i won't tell you where most of my autographs were placed! heheh. i'm old, but i'm damn sexy!
|Tuesday, April 16th, 2002|
Damn arthritis! I've been crocheting doilies for my Jenny's new apartment as fast as I can, but then it started to rain and my poor hands just aren't what they used to be. Time to go drag myself to a dive bar and down a few. Then I'll be good as new.
I know I haven't written in a while, but I've been on location starring in what I like to call "artfilms." I play a gutsy and creative grape crusher who meets a lonesome travelling mechanic one day on the way home from the vinyard and -well, I don't want to give it all away. Let's just say magic happens.
Well, I think I'll be off to get some pie at my favorite restaurant now Current Mood: bitchy
|Thursday, March 28th, 2002|
I'm giving up on wedgetoad. I thought I might try one of the dating services that Monica's grandma recommended. Heck, if it works for her, I should have no trouble. HA! I've been so busy lately knitting doilies for Jenny's new apartment. I hope she'll like them. Current Mood: horny
|Friday, March 22nd, 2002|
I've been visiting Monica's grandma this last week. we had a good time knitting and comparing dishtowels, but then Alice got all crochety and i decided to come back a day early. I just got updated on all the gossip. I hear that my little Jenny has broken up with Jeremy and will sign the lease for an apartment conviniently near that nice young couple, Monica and Michael, tomorrow sometime. Good for her, I say. I did hear she's thinking about buying fake houseplants. Shame, Jenny! Get a real houseplant. I can give you growing tips. Maybe start witha nice aloe plant for your kitchen window. They're hard to kill -just like your dear old granny.
I haven't heard from WedgeToad. Maybe he's history. I think I'll get a harley and write men off altogether. I'm too old for the old runaround any more. Current Mood: high
|Sunday, March 10th, 2002|
Well I met this man named WedgeToad tonight. He's what I think you would call a rough and tumble type. I like him though comes from good stalk and has those sexy legs that just make me want to knit. We hit it off pretty well. He showed me all of his tattoos and I gave him a few knitting tips. All and all a good time. But I can't help thinking of what my poor misguided grand daughter could be doing on a saturday night. Why back in my day I would be standing on the corner and whistling to passing men but I think times have changed and by golly kids have changed right with them. I heard it from the grape vine that Jenny colored her hair. Made it all dark and red. Well dark is a good thing Jenny and I so approve. Anyway what you need to do Jenny is get yourself a collar. A goodone with spikes on it. Just like my wedgetoad. Then when your boyfriend comes over begging for a hand out you punch him in the nose. That right, on the noggin. And then kick the shit out of him...
ummm, wedgetoad. A bit lower ok... oh goody goody gumdrops. Ok hun gotta split, its time for the alligator nasty..
|Tuesday, March 5th, 2002|
I met with my knitting friends today. Thelma is catching on really well to the new thong patterns I brought in. Gertrude won't speak to us since we've started knitting "sexy" clothing.
Afterward I went to the House of Pie with Thelma where we badmouthed "Trude the Prude" and checked out the servers.
|Friday, March 1st, 2002|
I wish my Jenny could find a nice young man like that Michael. Too bad he's taken. Maybe she'll call Richard soon. I'd like to take those two to the House of Pie.
|I love Jenny
Yesterday I took two nice young people to my favorite restaurant, The House of Pies. Delicious pie. I'd like to take my grand daughter, Jenny, there but she never calls. Always sending thoughtful gifts, like that plate, but no visits, no phone calls. I wish she would introduce me to that nice young man she's been talking to. I think his name is Richard? I wonder if they'll have relations.