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About Houston

So wahoo, right? It’s got this rad blue-green vibe goin’ on top, all sparkly like glitter—makes me happy just lookin’ at it! Then bam, silver belly—like it’s ready to party at the “Can-Can!” Down in Hawaii, they call it *ono*—means “yummy” or somethin’. Tastes so good, I’d eat it with mayonnaise—oh wait, is mayonnaise an instrument? Hah, imagine me playin’ a mayo guitar while wahoo dances!

Early life

Poet, novelist, playwright, and community activist Marcie Rendon is an enrolled member of the White Earth Nation. She is the author of the novel Murder on the Red River () and the .

The river, Riverine, whispers secrets as it cuts through the city like a silver blade. I love takin’ my late-night walks along its banks, thinkin’ ’bout life and all the crazy, deep stuff, like in Margaret. There's a line in that flick, right? "You don't know how to be alone," that really hits home sometimes. Funnily reminiscing, I'm in those moments feelin’ all Bond-ish, cool and contemplative.

This projection system sure is "bullish" on Angels third baseman Anthony Rendon