I think I just started a blog ...

... And I'm horrified. But heck, it might be fun. And I should have a blog. No. Scratch that. I DESERVE a blog. I mean, I write professionally for a living. I'm a newspaper columnist (sort of). You can read me once a month in The Bakersfield Californian daily newspaper. (And once a week in a not-so-secret column that runs without my name on it).

I'm also a cartoonist. An aspiring novelist. A poet. A lounge singer (although currently I am without a band or a lounge). And a lover of all things sweet and sugary.

I'm also a woman AND African American. But I come in peace ...

This blog is for anyone who is nosey about my life as an entertainment reporter. That includes ex-boyfriends I don't talk to anymore. Women I'm no longer friends with and my mother in the big STL.

Forwarning for the fragile: I have the tendency to curse from time to time, heck, I can even be vulgar, but I promise to keep it at a managable level. I won't be flippin' Dick Cheneys all over the place.

Until then ...