Time for a new feature to bobborden.com, I call it; bobborden.com Salutes the Modern Woman. Here we go...You take the early bus to make it to work on time for the old 10 to 7 grind. An everyday girl, doing a thankless job for what Connie Chung would consider a skid row salary. In your free time, you walk the malls of Paramus, looking for bargins and hitting on the teenage boys that take the movie stubs in the multiplex. You scrimp and save to make end's meat. Your only dream in life? Comfortable shoes. When that dream became a reality (yesterday) -- it came at a price. That price? Your ankles, we've all been there...can I get a witness?! This week's bobborden.com Salutes the Modern Woman salutes, Kim Reynolds!

Way to go Kim!

Would you like to be considered for the next bobborden.com Salutes the Modern Woman? Just send an e-mail (and photo) telling me why you deserve such an honor. Who knows, you could be the next bobborden.com Salutes the Modern Woman woman.

About that first item, Kim came to work yesterday, ankles bloody from a pair of cheap shoes she bought the night before. Instead of reaching for the first aid kit, I grabbed my camera, ha ha. I thought it was the perfect diary entry but later in the day, I didn't think it was anything...I didn't want to not include her in the diary after saying she was in, so I decided to be creative and make the photos work for me. So there you go.

Oh my, I had my laundry done for me this past weekend. I thought I was really doing something great but that choice really kicked me in the butt. 1. I had to cut my weekend short, leave the Hamptons eariler, get stuck in traffic so I could pick it up on time. And 2. They used some kind of detergent (on everything!) that makes me smell like a French whore! I'm a Tide guy, plain and simple! From now on, where I go, my laundry goes. Such is life.

I'm not a Sonic Youth guy but their new CD is pretty good.

That's it!

Best,

Bob