Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of July 14, 2019
If the Russians want to use my privacy to sell whatever Russians sell or attempt to influence another American election, the joke is on them. I don’t have any privacy. None of us do. Google and Facebook and your own stupid phone saw to that years ago.
She said, “You bring the poon, we’ll bring the doom.”
She was always down for trouble.
Always in some kind of it.
Kicked out of the restaurant for dancing topless on the table.
Fired for shaving her head in the Executive Bathroom.
Hunted by a loan shark with one eye for refusing to pay her debt.