Sunday, March 18, 2012

Some thoughts after a rainy St. Patrick's day. While, as legend has it, St. Paddy drove the snakes out of Ireland, the news is that the Muslims are now driving the Irish out of Ireland. They are also driving the Australians out of Australia, the French out of France, and the English out of England. This may seem like an urban legend to us in California, where the Mexicans are driving us out of Los Angeles.
And they are driving us out without even having a driver's license.

My attempt at boiling the brisket to fall-away tenderness failed last night.  Tonight it should be perfect after languishing in tupperware under parsley potatoes and soaked green cabbage.

Off for a walk before the rain starts again.

Book Soup on Sunset Strip has confirmed that they have two of my books still in stock, THE YEAR I LEARNED TO TEXT; Why Am I Having Sex with a Muslim in My Basement? There will be matching bookmarks for you, also.  So what are you waiting for? Get over there.

Be good to yourselves.

Juliet

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Be afraid; be smart; investigate!

Dear Sweet, Loving, and the Broken Hearted,

Never been to his place?
He's always late?
His eyes as black as coal and look right into you?
Prince Charming?
This is Los Angeles and they are here: Persian Muslim maniac or just plain sociopath, they are out to use you, exploit you, and turn you into a pile of mush!

Stop the invasion!  Lock the door, cuddle up alone on your couch, and start reading.

THE YEAR I LEARNED TO TEXT; Why am I having sex with a Muslim in My Basement?
available at your local bookstore (Chevalier's in Larchmont Village, Book Soup on Sunset Blvd, McCabe Booksellers in Crestline) and on-line at Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Xlibris.

Working on the sequel here: Honeymoon in Hollywood; Not Without My Dogs, coming in May, 2012; more sadistic adventures of Julie and Ali.

Apparently, these men really like to upset good, kind, sweet and honest women!  DO NOT BOND SEXUALLY WITH THEM; You will suffer Post Traumatic Stress Syndrome when you finally get the strength to send them away permanently.  You will forever feel guilty that you just didn't love them enough, that you were not patient enough, that you were not pretty enough.
I say enough is enough is enough.
Now go out there and be beautiful!

www.theyearilearnedtotext.com

Juliet