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I have recently discovered that I have several secret super powers. NOT simply talents, I have super powers, baby.

I suspect one of my secret super powers is apologizing.

Back in 1997, my kindof friend Peaches Hendersen's dorm room was directly above mine. One day, Peaches was playing very loud Hip Hop while I was trying to take a middle of the day nap (tho I think back then we still called it rap music).

I grabbed the phone, dialed her room, and said, "PLEASE! Shut your effing music off!" Only I didn't say eff. I used to have kindof a potty mouth. It was college. There was a lot of Tarentino going around in those days.

Then, I heard my kindof friend Peaches Hendersen flip out. Something about "White Bourgeoisie something effing something. Gonna kick the poop out of that little" ... and on and on. Only one thing: she thought it was my sweet roommate who had called. My sweet roommate demanded that I call Peaches back and make it so she would not end anyone's life.

I did call back. I apologized and begged forgiveness. And all was forgiven.

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I am so sorry I haven't been blogging much lately. A lousy two posts for all of December? And only a few times a week for months before that? This can't go on. I need to blog. (Way more than I need to take down Christmas and unpack from the exodus to Arizona and back.)

You'll be getting a daily serving of Mrs. B for the rest of 2010. I promise. This year, I will master the concise blog post. Rare will be the long rambly tangent prone posts of yesteryears. We have minimal time and attention. We wanna get in, read the post and get out.

I love you 2010! I barely know you and I love you!