Quotes from Deb Baker

Nobody, but nobody, is going to get our guns, even if it means burying most of them in the ground and taking a final stand with our legs spread wide and our favorite firing power nestled in our arms.

It's amazing what the possiblity of romance can do to you. I'm self-conscious now in ways I never was before.

I wondered if having conversations with your dog was less crazy than babbling to yourself when no one else was around. I guess it depended on whether or not the dog answered.

You have so much love in you. Trust your firends and family. They're all you have, but they're precious, the most important part of your life.

Word For The Day KERFUFFLE (kuhr FUF uhl) n. Disorder; uproar; confusion

Word For The Day PICAYUNE (PIK uh yoon') adj. Trivial or petty, small or small-minded.

Word For The Day BOONDOGGLE (BOON dahg'uhl) n. A pointless project. Work of no value, done merely to appear busy. Alternate Word ICKY (IK ee) adj. Very distasteful; disgusting.

Truth is a slippery concept. It changes shape according to who's speaking it and it never looks the same to any two people.

The things we do for our friends.

Big cities squeeze the ability to be patient right out of people. Life becomes too frantic and rushed. It's a sad thing.

The difference between men and women is this—if you catch a woman butt-naked, she tries to cover the private parts with her hands. A man will sit there just like you found him even if he doesn't have much to be proud of.

I'm more of a one-time reader. There are so many good books waiting to be read, I'll never go back and read one twice.

You can't sit down in a bachelor's house without getting sick with cooties from the dirt and built-up grime, but you can eat off the barrel of his gun.

An investigator has to have a defense arsenal. Heck, every woman alive should have one if she wants to stay that way.

I'll eat rabbit pellets before you get me into something pink with ruffles.

Amazing. College boys are known for big words, not common sense.

There are so many good books waiting to be read, I'll never go back and read one twice.

Small talk is an art in the Michigan U.P., since most things that happen here are small. Long silences are okay, too. Most of what's said will be said again tomorrow. The weather, gardening, and the no-good federal government are all good topics, interspersed with pauses and throat clearings. It's our way of life.