I am in here.
It’s days like today that make me realize even more how much I’ll miss the summer. It’s warm, in the 60’s, and the clouds have gone away for now. James is roasting the day’s coffee beans, and the occasional ventings from the roaster keep the coffee-house well-scented. Folk music is on the stereo, and the … Continue reading cats and shoes
“Why are our days numbered and not, say, lettered?” (woody allen)
You know he’s up to something. He can’t possibly mean this. I wonder what he said in Arabic right afterwards? Arafat: Israel Has Right to Live in Peace ABC News – 3 hours ago RAMALLAH, West Bank Nov. 12 Yasser Arafat on Wednesday called for an end to three years of violence, saying that Israel has a right … Continue reading He's up to something
My son and I have developed a (perhaps) unique parent-child bonding ritual. Many/most nights, before he heads off to bed, we watch Stupid Television. Stupid Television, of course, cannot be meaningful, or even a serious attempt at drama. I love Shakespeare, but Shakespeare is right out. For years, one of our favorite shows are those … Continue reading Columbo
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