Friday, September 18, 2009
Dear Garden Ridge,
You sell Halloween costumes, Pringles and shower curtains, but no actual plants. Did everybody know this but me?

Love,
Marie
Monday, August 24, 2009
Dear Billy Currington,
If Katielamm were still working for your label, she wouldn't have let you get away with rhyming 'obituary' with 'millionairrey'.

Love,
Marie
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Dear "Dance Your Ass Off",
Reality TV does have a breaking point. And no, I'm not making a fat joke.

Love,
Marie
Monday, August 17, 2009
Dear Job,
You are seriously taking up too real estate on my calendar.

Love,
Marie
Dear Ikea,
You were not meant to be done alone.

Love,
Marie
Friday, July 17, 2009
Dear Bacon Jam,
If you're wrong, I don't wanna be right.

Love,
Marie
Friday, May 08, 2009
Dear Taylor Kitsch,
When I casually made eye contact with you in Whole Foods, I was mentally wrestling to the floor and duct taping the mouth of my inner-twelve-year-old-screaming-I-LOVE-YOU-TIM-RIGGINS!-while-begging-for-an-autograph-self. You're welcome.

Love,
Marie
Dear The Salt Lick BBQ, Claiming To Be The Last Bit Of Texas Left In Austin,
1) You yourself are not located in Austin.
2) You've clearly never been to Deep Eddy Cabaret.

Love,
Marie
Friday, May 01, 2009
Dear DJ Who Played 'It's 5 O'Clock Somewhere" at 8am This Morning,
Great point.

Love,
Marie