Monday, June 01, 2009

Ask A Detroiter



Thanks so much for all the interest in Motor City Burning Press! I'm in the process of responding to e-mails (and a big yes to Jim of JR Thumbprints for all offers of help) and starting to sort through submissions. If you have questions about Detroit, we will also be offering a column, Ask A Detroiter, much like a low-rent Dear Abby to attend to any and all curiosity about the Motor City.

Michelle's Spell of the Day
"After Detroit, what more material do you need?" Jeffrey Eugenides

Cocktail Hour
Drinking suggestions: Working hard on a series of videos to appear soon!

Benedictions and Maledictions
Happy Monday!

8 comments:

Cheri said...

Beautiful hair! I love the mix of colors- like raspberries dipped in dark chocolate.

How long are you accepting submissions? I have a few people at work who are interested and asked.

Scott said...

Michelle,

I'm anxious to see this journal of yours...I wish you the best of luck.

There's something about a beautiful lady holding an axe...my kind of dame. :) Also, is that a box of ammo by the clock?

Wil said...

Yes, and it looks like the frog isn't fairing to well, or is he? Hmm

Wil Harrison.com

the walking man said...

I'll do the "ask a Detroiter" There is only one answer needed.

"Fuck 'em"

Cheri said...

Mark-

That IS the only answer!

:)

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Heff said...

GROUCHIE, NO !!!

boneman said...

He looked across the huge fields before him, stretching all tyhe way from Dog Paw, Indiana to the streets of Detroit.
The glow of the city still shown up into the night sky, and you could hear music screaming from the bars, through the brightly blinking neaon lights flashing on wet streets.
He looked across the fields, and in the distance, he was sure he could hear someone growl at the top of their lugs...
"fuck 'em!"