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Other Patti and I spent a small but interesting part of the morning watching some burly young men install our new bookcase. Big beautiful thing, with 2 lamps and a ladder attached. So then we went out to lunch, shopping, and another bout of me trying to convince her to switch to a Macintosh. Me … Continue reading My day
In the course of avoiding packing my suitcase in order to leave London in the morning, I was just watching your evening news broadcast. I’m offering my assistance in order to straighten out, as we Yanks say, your newscaster. He’s an awfully good-looking guy — you must know the one. I’m glad he’s so handsome … Continue reading Dear BBC
And walking it gave me blisters, so the street is full of mixed wonders. Jeans can cost $200 there. Don’t ask how I know this. I nurse my feet with lots of band-aids and hot chocolate from the nearby Starbuck’s. I stretch out on my patio with the LA Times, which is mysteriously missing the … Continue reading Rodeo Drive is a wonderful place
Because sometimes, you need to read stuff like this to get you going in the morning (even if it is almost lunch). Least-Loved Bedtime Stories: Eee-yew This is what the “progressive” left thinks this country needs: condom length standards regulated by government fiat. But unfortunately they’re stuck in horrid capitalist America, where if some manufacturer … Continue reading Regulation: a unique viewpoint
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