Irene Eng The Kibbitzer

I find the Americans are more charitable than the rest.
Q: … What was it like living in Paris as an American?
A: … One time, I arrived [at her Left Bank apartment in Paris] and the electricity was shut off. It was a bank holiday so I had to wait until the next day to [...]

Sunny called at crack of dawn. I was till in bed, sleepy. But it’s from Sunny, so I got myself onto the court in a record time. He was hitting with someone. Did I get to play with him? Yes, all but 3 minutes. That’s Sunny. Regardless if [...]

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Meeting Nicker, the trader in Seattle was really cool, I got licked, kissed, jumped at, playfully bitten .. by errrr, Moby, one of her three large dogs, aside from watching her in action. She’s far away from the cocky big swing dicks you see on Wall Street. They (her hubby) live on a [...]

I finally met the trader, Nicker rocks. Ha … meeting people online is easy, lol. Had very little sleep, the flight was delayed and I wanted to make it there at the opening bell. Missed only by half an hour; didn’t get lost at all, although I was confused for a second [...]

Unfortunately Uncle Jim doesn’t like the playdate idea, so no sleepover at the trader’s farm in Seattle. I’ll have to drive there early, if I don’t get lost first. I got de Rothschild’s wine this afternoon for the trader I’m meeting … so I am good to go.