You all know Pearl, right?
The Minneapolis blogging legend?
Oh, about SO tall, I suppose? Blonde hair, great teeth?
Crazier than a barrel of caffeinated fish?
Purtier than a badger in a dress?
Yes, that's her!
Well, I tell you what. After some three years of reading her blog, I feel compelled to introduce the pair of you.
I'd even go as far to say that Pearl, Why You Little... is my favourite read.
Oh, stop pouting at the back there! I like yours too! But if I had to pick the one I took to the desert island, the one I'd read while sat on the makeshift can with a stack of doomed palm leaves beside me, it'd be Pearl's.
I've never felt so at home, reading about the bus dwellers she meets, her time as a court reporter in central Wisconsin, her current gig at Acme Grommets and Napkins (we've all worked there) or the unsettling antics of the two cats she somehow shares living space with: Liza Bean Bitey (of the Minneapolis Biteys) a symmetrically striped, tiny-pawed catcher of mice and demander of cream, a cat with a sharp tongue and a penchant for umbrella-ed drinks; and Dolly Gee Squeakers (formerly of the Humane Society Squeakers), a long-haired Siamese of some sort, a beautiful animal with stunningly crossed eyes. Who lisps. And gambles. And smokes.
Yeah. I think you're getting the idea.
Pearl's daily posts are funny, warming, honest, bizarre and shorter than I've ever got the hang of. She even uses semi-colons correctly; cool, huh?
She even has her own t-shirt!
So, now you've been introduced, I hope you'll do the click thing and check out Pearl's blog. If you see her, say Ray sent you.
And I tell you what; I think you're going to get along famously.
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