Tag: morning
Morning strangeness
Found this link to a Japanese Kikkoman soy sauce ad over at Neil Gaiman’s blog. He can’t figure it out. Me either. And no, I don’t know why he gets the girl into bed at the end, especially since she’s nowhere else in the ad. Ah, male-dominated cultures! Gotta love ’em. Maybe they get that … Continue reading Morning strangeness
Shabbos morning. Emor.
Got us to shul this morning, as part of my quest to find an actual spiritual community to be part of. Buck spent an hour and a half being confused, and hoping he wasn’t going to be asked to do anything. He looked especially amusing with his puffy little yarmulke perched on the crown of … Continue reading Shabbos morning. Emor.
I have a color
I have a birthday color, and it’s lovely! Now I must contemplate it. Found it over on Pantone’s website right here. As for the rest of it, the dog howls in the morningtide, and I curl up on the futon in the TV room with tea and Don Quixote and my son’s incredibly lazy cat. … Continue reading I have a color
white pebble 