Bad Hair Day

There's no such thing as a neat coif when you're an alpaca. Meet Betsy Ross. She's a shy gal, with a sweet disposition. Her kisses usually include a little nibble. Alpacas have a row of teeth on the bottom, and a soft palate on the top. Maybe there's a future for alpaca upper dentures.

The future. Uncertain. I've just asked my publisher for yet another extension on the book deadline. Some days, I feel the success my friends talk about. Others, I wallow in the fact that we can't get our financial lives in order. That I'm bagging people's groceries and taking out the garbage at my local food co-op, for fuck's sake. I can't get a handle on the chaos of my life. Then I realize how self-absorbed I am, but instead of helping me, that knowledge depresses me more.