Notes to the Gretchie Verse

Julian Assange, the founder of Wikileaks, is trying to take his web-based provocations to the TV screen. Wikileaks announced Assange will host a television series featuring interviews with "key political players, thinkers and revolutionaries from around the world."
C&P from NPR News
Dear Mr. Assange,
NO WAY !  Okay you know I was doing the dishes the other day thinking how fabulous you have seemed to disappear from the media. I don't know, your creepy grey/white hair and albino skin is still really freaking me out..

like Mrs. Gingrich. Okay, now that I have posted both of your pictures, now I am really scared. Julian do you really think political minded people are really going to be on your show ? Maybe you and Calista and do a talk show together ? Something about creepy Albinos and sleeping with the enemy...I will have to think of a name. Anyway, it ain't happening at this house. 

So, about the hair....

Dear Mr. Mitt,
Okay, I have decided, despite the fact that you are a Mormon, that if anyone should be the running cannidate against Obama it is going to be you. Everyone has issues, but I am not going to fault that fact that you are extremely rich and bi polar about issues and hold it against you. Gingrich CAN NOT WIN ! Yes, former presidents have had their issues, but this guy personally is creepy and I would just rather see you up there. 

Dear General Petraeus,
Why didn't you run for pres ? You are quite the amazing guy ! I would have totally voted for you. You look harmless, not loaded, and I bet you have a pretty clean record when it come to sexual relationships. Dude go for it !! 

Owen being his bad ass self....

Owen smelling other dogs outside the door

Dear Puppy Owen,
I am sorry about all the trauma at the vet. Actually it was quite the good appointment. I spent more time at the Dentist today. I took some pictures of you and of a magazine at the dentist office. So, I wonder how many people picked up that issue ?  The word Quantum just gives me a headache....not good...not good at all.


Dear Twins,
Sorry to hear you had the most miserable birthday ever. Sorry to hear how disappointed you were not to get goody bags at your own birthday party. Sorry to hear that there were not enough gifts. You poor poor POOR children. My heart bleeds for you. 


Dear Stacey,
Just because I am going to church again, don't get all excited.... Get excited when you fly out and visit me. I am decorating my own room ! 


Dear Ghetto DMV,
Okay, the rap music was not so loud and the lady that helped me was not so mean. However , she didn't smile. I always smile !! Whatever !! I am officially Gretchen Amy ! Woo Hoo !!