Miz B's Shop

Ooooh, how grand it
will be...soon?

Hmm. That is an interesting question.

I will have wonderful things for you, and I have hopes that you will see them soon...

Because in addition to all the music I love and adore, which will be listed here, there will also be surprises that only a troll would not want.

Hallelujah!

Then—my herbal delights! Yes, it's true; I astonish myself at the diversity of my "stuff." You will love the wonderful creations and potions and aromatic delights I'll be showing you, some of which were made with herbs grown in my very own garden!

And, in my long and interesting swim through the rocky waters of the early internet, right up through this very minute, I'm constantly on the lookout for the real deals...the good things that lurk out there amidst all the junk and the hooplah and the dippity-ippitty crap.

And man oh man, there is a lot of crap...sometimes enough to choke on...

What do these spammers think? That everyone in the world needs Viagra?

I doubt it, or there would be zero new babies. Besides, Viagra rhymes with Niagara, and that leads to thoughts of honeymoons, and so it goes.

And: I have the best buy on the internet to tell you about...but first I have to "make" the damn page!

And I'm not very good at that, as you can see! Wish me luck...

 

Looking for that elusive last-minute gift or stocking-stuffer? Relax...you just found it!

Click the present to check it out!

 

"Dear, s around."

Mrs. Karman,
My

(The erasers were bitten off... but that's not important now. Seeing as she's dead.)

You know what I think? I think you should subscribe to my newsletter because— well, actually because a lot of people think it's kind of funny.

The ones who don't think it's funny—well, they're probably really dull anyway. So I don't lose sleep over it.

Neither do they.

But—maybe you would sign up?

I don't have any friends and I really, really need you. Just to have on my list. Just to make my life worthwhile.

Or—it may not...I don't know because you haven't signed up yet. But I'll keep you posted.


 

** Yes. 1961, which if you figure it carefully, makes me precisely 32 years old.

My secret is out.

Bummer.