Fergie is ilicious. I like what she has to say. She writes (or her music reflects) in many ways how I think or strive to think. Big Girls Don't Cry (a favorite) drives right to the center of this point.
Could you believe that as I write this, I am sitting at a picnic table about 25 feet from a lake while 4 person bicycle things and picnic people surround me and pass me by. My picnic table sits at an angle onto the lake so it is almost like a perfect picture. What I... Continue Reading →