Where's Walter?
Gee, after my last response to Walter Sullivan, he hasn't written a thing on this blog. I guess he's satisfied with his regular Local column. I would comment on them at length, but I haven't been able to get through one yet. Anybody else?
And hey, look for me at the big Snowden Book Fair this weekend. Even though I'm a published author, with a book chosen as national Reader's Club Selection, (Art Howe-any Books?)no one contacted me to participate. I guess I'll just show up. I wonder what the tax advantage is regarding holding a community event in a vacant auto showroom? Richie Rich is always thinking. Every one of my limericks to be presented at the Hill Tavern on Saturday night will be about you, my Darling. But maybe one about Dina too. What rhymes with "sociopath"?
Labels: Blue Dog Democrats, CHCA Board, Chestnut Hill Local, Feldman
1 Comments:
You don't fool me for a minute, Walter. I get it. I'm on to you. It's subtle. It's genius! Make your weekly columns to me so boring, so pedantic, so sleasy that even the most addicted scandal-whores like me will give up and save those three quarters. Then, when my Local loses even more revenue, you can blame my Pete and get rid of him. What a plan!
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