A little about me.

        It has occurred to me that before I rant, muse or what-not at you, I should give you a little glimpse into who I am. As the name suggests, I am not a ginger. I was once called an alabaster skinned quasi-ginger, but none the less neither the carpet (or lack there of- this shall be my secret and you may guess all you like) nor the drapes are any hue of red. on occasion, I have something amusing to say. On occasion, I get pissed off and vent via written word. On occasion, I dream of driving naked. Honestly, who hasn't thought that driving in the nude with the windows down and sunroof open would be liberating? Forget the bra burning of the past, and throw that sucker out the window at a construction worker and make his day.