Daily affirmations of a word mercenary
Yesterday, a coworker happened past my desk as I was finishing my lunch. She spied a mysterious bottle sitting near my keyboard.
Having gotten used to strange clays, fibers, green juices, rare sprouts, and all sorts of other oddities being on my desk during my cleanse, my coworker exclaimed, “What is this?!” as she picked the incriminating bottle off my desk…
…and found that it was ranch salad dressing.
Hey there. I'm Ariel Meadow Stallings, a native Seattleite who's written my way up and down the Left Coast. Electrolicious is where I post daily randomata, but I also write for a living. My first book, Offbeat Bride, was published last year.
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Rich
March 19th, 2003 at 9:39 am
Leave it to those folks at Hidden Valley to cause trouble!!!
huntsman
March 19th, 2003 at 11:17 am
damn, stallings … Creamy Ranch: the most incriminating of all dressings.
[haven’t written with you since shortly after your One Click Closer to God piece, but v. much needed to say something today because i remember laughing my ass off when i read the part about a britney spears/dog sex Google search gone wrong; and just now i am googling looking for a tantric sex manual and right there, above the fold on the first page, is a cover letter from you to Toys in Babeland.
and that made me grin.
— a decent letter, by the way; and a great haiku.
Ariel
March 19th, 2003 at 11:45 am
Why thank you, Mark. Sadly, I didn’t get that damn job at Toys in Babeland. They were unimpressed with me during the interview, I could tell.