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Sweet & snarky since 2001.
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Victoria is a music-lover, picture-taker (decidedly not a photographer) and a writer. She is currently a strong proponent for: knee-length argyle socks, Chuck Klosertman, "How I Met Your Mother," The Stills, maple lattes and scarves. Contact her at revelwriter at yahoo dot com.
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2006 Austin City Limits Coverage (Project DU)
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- An Open Letter to My Electric Company
- After popular, overwhelming demand (read: Hi, Mich...
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- Sometimes you simply luck out. One thing leads to ...
- I walked up the street this afternoon to meet up w...
- Georgie James!Yes!Know when you hear a song or an ...
- Ever the embodiment of grace and poise, I've alrea...
- Blame it on the rain...yeah, yeah...C'mon. How cou...
- Why commencement activities are more fun in 2006 t...
- Let's kick things off with a moment of thanks sent...
- 4:48 a.m.I'm lying on my side, staring at the wind...
- V: (Answering telephone) Hello?Mom: Are you sitt...
- My little city-town is known neither for its taxic...
- Thought for the day - er, night:"Songs are what I ...
- The man sitting at the window table has light brow...
- I'm sure these will be rants heard from throughout...
- After hours of scribbling and starting over, and t...
- Chronicles of a Red Sox apartment:I'm sitting in t...
- Oh, sorry. Were you looking for profundity?
- Would you have booed Johnny Damon if you had been ...
- Of course, it's the moment I decide to change thin...
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