The twilight of my life is catching up to me. Co-running a Kingdom of hookers makes for some damn hard living.
Shit is sagging, stretched out, and this Dutchess feels fucking old.
It's time to slow down.
Time to eat Early Bird Specials.
Time to watch The Golden Girls and Murder She Wrote.
Time to wear comfortable shoes! OK, maybe not...fuck you.
The point is, it is time for The Dutchess to pass the torch to the next generation.
Quit whining. I didn't say I was leaving blogland. I just said I'm turning the Keys to the Kingdom over to the next in line.
The Queen and I have decided it's time to retire. We can be found at The Home For The Aging And Decrepit