Lincoln (b)Logs

For Abe, about Abe, by Abe.

Dear Readers,
I hope you stayed dry in last week’s disagreeable weather!  I myself have dreadful luck with umbrellas, and just this morning had yet another turn inside out.  
I have had several inquires regarding my wife, Mary Todd.  Many of you are curious as to her interests since settling down in The Big Apple.  Unfortunately, since I purchased a new Bose Lifestyle V-Class System, she has taken to entertaining herself in front of the television for most of the day.  She is quite taken with a program entitled “The Real Housewives of New York,” and was so excited when we were invited to one of Ms. Sonja Morgan’s cocktail parties.
What an evening!  Ms. Morgan forgot to wear undergarments, Ms. McCord was escorted out by security, Ms. Bensimon spoke only of gummy bears, and Ms. Singer incessantly yelled something about “turtle time” while drinking wine straight from a bottle she refused to share.  
I truly hoped this awful night would end my wife’s obsession, but she enjoyed herself immensely.  Just this afternoon Ms. Morgan insisted on taking her shopping to find some more “uptown” clothing.  I dread to see what she returns with.
 Best,
A. Lincoln

Dear Readers,

I hope you stayed dry in last week’s disagreeable weather!  I myself have dreadful luck with umbrellas, and just this morning had yet another turn inside out.  

I have had several inquires regarding my wife, Mary Todd.  Many of you are curious as to her interests since settling down in The Big Apple.  Unfortunately, since I purchased a new Bose Lifestyle V-Class System, she has taken to entertaining herself in front of the television for most of the day.  She is quite taken with a program entitled “The Real Housewives of New York,” and was so excited when we were invited to one of Ms. Sonja Morgan’s cocktail parties.

What an evening!  Ms. Morgan forgot to wear undergarments, Ms. McCord was escorted out by security, Ms. Bensimon spoke only of gummy bears, and Ms. Singer incessantly yelled something about “turtle time” while drinking wine straight from a bottle she refused to share.  

I truly hoped this awful night would end my wife’s obsession, but she enjoyed herself immensely.  Just this afternoon Ms. Morgan insisted on taking her shopping to find some more “uptown” clothing.  I dread to see what she returns with.

 Best,

A. Lincoln