Janet Reid
When Jeff Cohen asked me to be Miss Tuesday I was flattered. I said yes instantly. And it's been a lot of fun.
I've enjoyed writing the longer format posts here (my other blog is more quick bursts of ranting and cursing!) and doing these posts has been good practice for trying to write cogently (ok, some of them are more cogent than others!)
But, it's been a year, and I'm running out of things to say. Say, rather than complain. Complaints I got. Profound thoughts, not so much.
I realized I couldn't just call Jeff up and say "I've run out of things to say, so long, see you at Yankee Stadium" I had to say "I'm toast, but here's a new slice of pumpernickel for all your Tuesday morning breakfast needs."
And then, in a bolt of brilliance, a name came to me.
Barbara Poelle. Barbara is more than a slice of pumpernickel. She's a saucy baguette and a raspberry croissant all served up into one delicious meal. I adore her. I envy her. I admire her taste in husbands. I'm pleased as punch to call her my friend, my colleague and my replacement here at Dead Guy.
Barbara is responsible for many new phrases in my lexicon. "Monkey knife fight" is one of my favorites. I'm sure I'll be learning others as she writes here. I'm looking forward to it. I hope you will come to love her as much as I do.
So, hail and farewell. Thank you for the opportunity to be part of this blog, and for reading my posts this year. The best though, the best is yet to come!
Welcome Barbara!
