Dear Pope Francis:
I believe I would be a little insulted to have been on that list in the first place.
Dear Time Magazine:
Out of all the people in the world...that's your list? Miley Cyrus? Kathleen Sebelius? Assad/Rouhani/Obama??
Sometimes I don’t always reply to your last email, but I “liked” it in my mind.
You asked me why I thought I had to wear tights with my new boots…so today I wore socks. My boots are eating them. Yes…by the time I got to my office, they were down around my toes! A slight exaggeration, but you get the point.
I don’t know how thick pea soup is, but I understand that on mornings like this morning, you are just that thick!
Dear Pea Soup:
What are you? Do you even really exist?
Dear Stupid Driver:
Get off your phone, turn on your lights, and pay attention! Do you not see that you’re driving in pea soup-thick fog?
Dear Camera:I can’t believe you chose to die on me before I got to take more than 3 pictures of the fog-frozen spider webs! You caused me to miss some great shots! Here’s one I didn’t miss…