The Last Day of September Returning from a recent trip, I discovered that my luggage had an "unknown" package in it. You know the drill when traveling; never leave your bags unattended--the message gets drummed into your skull at every 30 seconds--well this small grey package was not mine. It sat on my foyer floor for 24 hours. I asked my assistants if the package belonged to them. Both Candice and Juan said no. Finally, I decided to carefully open this strange gift. Inside were two small pearl earrings. I can only conclude that someone at the airport smuggled them into my black, roller-carry-on. Are they real pearls? Well, my ex-girlfriend said with out a doubt "yes!" So, now what's next? Perhaps they contain a secret microchip, and they are part of a major cat burglar ring. I have no idea how they got there, but now they are in the hands of my ex who is also a dear friend. What did you expect: that I would sport them on my webcam. Ummmm, I don't think so. Besides my ears aren't pierced. Enjoy the weekend, and enjoy the clips in the yahoo group (and elsewhere).
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