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Lulu needs a new car, y’all.  Case in point:

If you know me, I’m quite sure that you are deathly ill of hearing me talk about the old girl.  Slowly, but surely, she is falling apart—one small piece at a time.  Since 2001, I have been driving a 1998 Buick Century, which we gratefully inherited from [...]

Y’all, Lulu has tumbled into the Great Depression of Mass Proportions.  If there is such a place as Zoloft Island, somebody needs to put me on a plane there—ASAP—and I’m willing to pay my weight in to get there.  Grab a tissue and let Lulu explain.
You see, I have been working at home for [...]

Happy Halloween everyone!  With those holiday greetings and gay happy meetings, when friends come to call…it’s the hap- happiest season of all!  Hmm…perhaps I’m confused with Christmas.
Regardless, it’s a holiday, y’all.  Or a semi-holiday anyway.  Okay, it’s a pagan ritual that any God-fearing person should really not be celebrating lest they be doomed to hell [...]

Does it make a person old if said person does not give a lick in time about attending a music concert, ever, for the rest of their lives, The End? 
Does it make a person crotchety if said person can’t even think of a single artist that she would like to see in concert, even if [...]