Wanna be in Pennsylvania. They obviously moved to Ohio and can't wait to get back to the PA. Or PV, or maybe it's a Pirate Village. Who knows?-Matthew Rush
Its probably supposed to say "Wanna be in TV" but they are so cracked out, they couldnt spell it correctly.
Maybe some reality tv flunkie.-Robin Lucas
Because I love him so...
It clearly says "Read Numb, by Sean Ferrell."
You're welcome.-Sean, himself
And then, there were the voices of reason:
Frequent travelers to Mexico refer to Puerto Vallarta as PV, so that's my guess: Wanna be in PV. Could be an older couple with a second home there, perhaps.-Tawna Fenske
I got nothing.-Kelly Breakey
I have no effing idea what it meant and fortunately for me, I'll have the rest of my life to let it simmer. And as much as I wish it would leave my head, I'm sure it won't. Ever. Now...Without further adieu, the winner of the New Meds prize pack is...commenter # 19~ Kelly Breakey!!! I still have your address from your J2W shirt order, so I'll ship out ASAP!
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Tally those babies up in your comment also because I was never very good at math and really I just don't wanna. Sorry, but not open internationally. Contest ends Wednesday September 1st and winners announced Thursday the 2nd because Friday the 3rd Candyland will be blogging from a new location, with less pace.
If you don't need books, but still want to comment, please do! You know Candyland loves it. Now go wash your hands before I tell you stuff. Secret stuff. Go ahead. I'll be waiting.
Random Fact: I once worked a short stint at a facility for the mentally retarded. When I say short, I mean 2 weeks. I ended up leaving because on my last day of training, we had the grand tour which involved watching clients undress and bathe. I'm not sure if it was the smell of the place or the lack of clothing or what, but I passed out. Then, an hour later. I passed out again. Then at the end of the day, when an older man was stripped and placed into the tub, I passed out AGAIN. They sent me home.
Random Fact: Besides being a fat Tiny Dancer, I was also a fat karate kid. I was briefly infatuated with kicking asses and taking names. Mentally, I'm still at that place, but physically...meh...better than when I was nine.
Thhhaannnkkkkssss. That was very veryVERY nice today. I've missed your touch. And you know how tense I was after the missed New Meds show. Now I feel great! That should last me another week.
So friends, I've got a TEN YEAR reunion to go to tomorrow. Did you/have you/will you go to yours?