All things regrettably Anna, yodeled down the goat trails of the Rockies straight home to California and beyond for your bewilderment. I finally have an excuse to blog like my mom and Vanessa did! Technically public, this MySpace I never had can be obscure and themeless, an outlet and a bulletin at the same time. Ideal. Not many people have the link — so if you think I’m embarrassing myself, you can just cut my losses for me and keep it to yourself. Hey, thanks!