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Monday, June 9, 2008A Word from Kane
 I'm Kane Wiley and not really sure what I'm doing here. First off, there's way much too pink and frilly, girly stuff on this blog. Second, all this wedding talk is enough to send a shiver down a guy's spine. And third, I don't do brides.I doubt I'm alone when I say me and the m-word don't see eye to eye. Come on, doesn't "I Don't" sound a lot better than "I do." And forever? No thank you! I prefer having the freedom to do as I choose. To hop in my plane and fly wherever I want to go. Women aren't like that. At least the one's I've met. They want a guy who works a steady job with high income earning potential, a house, 2.5 children, a dog and a cat. I almost fell into that trap once. Never again. Everything I own (except my plane) fits into two bags. I can bring my entire life with me on a flight. No extra baggage necessary or allowed. Right now, I'm counting the days until my next charter. I have to fly one of my dad's newest woman-friend's "belles" to a wedding show in Seattle for the weekend. Her and her wedding dresses, that is. I guess Serena James is some sort of rising star dress designer in the wedding world. Sounds like a waste of talent to me. She should try designing something worthwhile that can really be appreciated, like lingerie. I just hope she's nice. Pretty would be an added bonus since we'll have two nights in Seattle. I need something to occupy my time. Anyway, my dad's calling me on my cell again. Probably to talk about the trip to Seattle. Later, Kane Labels: kane, melissa m, sos marry me
posted by Melissa McClone @ 6:20 AM
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