Barbie - Sort of......

I received this via email last year and laughed hysterically about it. Thought I'd share it with you so you could laugh too. Keep this in mind, it may prove to be a useful reference for future posts. Mattel recently announced the release of limited-edition Barbie Dolls for the Connecticut market: "GREENWICH BARBIE:" This princess Barbie is sold only at The Mall in Old Greenwich Green. She comes with an assortment of Louis Vuitton handbags, a Lexus SUV, a long-haired foreign dog named Honey and a cookie-cutter house. Available with or without tummy tuck and face lift. Workaholic Ken sold only in conjunction with the augmented version. WILTON BARBIE: The modern day homemaker Barbie is available with Ford Windstar Minivan and matching gym outfit.. She gets lost easily and has no (!) full-time occupation. Traffic jamming cell phone sold separately. HARTFORD BARBIE This recently paroled Barbie comes with a 9mm handgun, a Ray Lewis knife,a Chevy with dark tinted windows, and a Meth Lab Kit. This model is only available after dark and must be paid for in cash (preferably small, untraceable bills) ..unless you are a cop, then we don't know what you are talking about. GLASTONBURY BARBIE This yuppie Bar comes with your choice of BMW convertible or Hummer H2. Included are her own Starbucks cup, credit card and country club membership. Also available for this set are Shallow Ken and Private School Skipper. You won't be able to afford any of them. "STAFFORD SPRINGS BARBIE" This pale model comes dressed in her own Wrangler jeans two sizes too small, a NASCAR t-shirt and tweety bird tattoo on her shoulder. She has a six-pack of Bud light and a Hank Williams Jr. CD set. She can spit over 5 feet and kick mullet-haired Ken's butt when she is drunk. Purchase her pickup truck separately and get a confederate flag bumper sticker absolutely free. We don't know where Ken is because he's always out a-'huntin' with HILLBURN Ken. " FAIRFIELD BARBIE" This collagen injected, rhino plastic Barbie wears a leopard print outfit and drinks cosmopolitans while entertaining friends. Percocet prescription available. "SHELTON BARBIE:" This tobacco-chewing, brassy-haired Barbie has a pair of her own high-heeled sandals with one broken heel from the time she chased beer-gutted Ken out of the house. Her ensemble includes low-rise acid-washed jeans, fake fingernails, and a see-through halter-top.Let's not forget the ass tattoo and thong. Also available with a mobile home. "OLD LYME BARBIE" This doll is made of actual tofu. She has long straight brown hair, arch-less feet, hairy armpits, no makeup and Birkenstocks with white socks. She prefers that you call her Willow. She does not want or need a Ken doll, but if you purchase two OLD LYME Barbies and the optional Subaru wagon, you get a rainbow flag bumper sticker for free. "BRIDGEPORT BARBIE" This Barbie now comes with a stroller and infant doll. Optional accessories! < /FONT> include a GED and bus pass. Gangsta Ken and his 1979 Caddy were available, but are now very difficult to find since the addition of the infant. "EAST HADDAM BARBIE" This versatile doll can be easily converted from Barbie to Ken by simply adding or subtracting the multiple snap-on parts.

Writer's Block?

I feel as though I need to write... It was always a theraputic task for me. When I was leaving Singapore, I used to find whatever scraps of paper I could and sit for hours mentally purging my thoughts onto napkins, papertowels, notebooks, journals, whatever surface I could find. Most of the time it made me feel a little better. It was more of a compulsion than anything else. I didn't write because I wanted to, or because I thought it would help me clear my head. I wrote because if I didn't my head would have imploded from the stress of my thoughts. Today, I feel that way. I feel as though I have to empty my mind of all that is weighing on it, or else my mind will turn in on itself, driving me to the brink of insanity. Okay, so maybe that's a little overdramatic, but I feel overwhelmed by the information stored within. I feel as though I have had to process far more in the last weeks than ought to be humanly possible and I need to get it out. Unfortunately.... My blog does not seem to be the appropriate medium. I hate to disappoint, but I fear some of you would be far more disappointed if I actually shared the thoughts weighing on my heavy heart. Right now, I want more than anything to retreat. I want to hole up for a few days, weeks, months and write. I want to be alone with my thoughts, but I need to purge them from my restless mind. But each time I sit and try to write... nothing comes. I wrestle with emotion, but, can't seem to find the words to rid myself of the feeling. I battle with images, but can't seem to block them from my memory even when I put them in words. I am conflicted, but can't begin to understand the conflict inside of me because it just is not logical. And this is writer's block......