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This is Jen Liu, and I have a gripe! My username and password info doesn't work, I can't get in, stuck on the outside of a club where it's got my name plastered over the door!

But I suppose here is as good as any to leave my first entry: hello agri blog, lonely child awaiting rays of content to warm your cheeks!

And it is like a child, isn't it? I sent out an email in mid-January, telling all to expect great things, blogwise, during my shooting trip in London, expectations of others to rouse me to action. But no, there was nothing, o. twist where is your father now, little orphan annie, you've got the real slapabout. Your mother? Why, she's out yelling at actors in a country club. Well now, here she is finally, contrite, offering you a bit of her stale bread. But what about Daddy Warbucks?

But waitaminute! Why didn't I ever realize that Daddy Warbucks is DADDY WAR-BUCKS? Does everyone know this or is this another case of clueless Jen taking 2 years to realize Rushdie's elowen-deeowen spelled L-O-N-D-O-N? (it's true, very embarrassing). Anyway, could Annie and Daddy's relationship be read as a secret critique of the money-war machine, she does keep on running away, after all. And then, she always comes back.......

Little Orphan Annie's come to our house to stay,
An' wash the cups an' saucers up, an' brush the crumbs away,
An' shoo the chickens off the porch, an' dust the hearth, an' sweep,
An' make the fire, an' bake the bread, an' earn her board-an'-keep;
An' all us other childern, when the supper-things is done,
We set around the kitchen fire an' has the mostest fun
A-list'nin' to the witch-tales 'at Annie tells about,

An' the Gobble-uns 'at gits you

Ef you