Where were you when…?
From This Normal Life I was holding the baby when we heard it. The rest follows, since Brian doesn’t have a good archiving system yet, and this story should be preserved.
I am in here.
From This Normal Life I was holding the baby when we heard it. The rest follows, since Brian doesn’t have a good archiving system yet, and this story should be preserved.
The Hutton Report on the death of Dr. David Kelly came out a few days back in England, but I haven’t the stamina to read the entire thing. Following is a summary of the report, from the BBC. Its link is here.
I wandered around Mom’s apartment a lot today, looking over objects in every room that I remember from toddlerhood. I thought I should want something. My husband thought I should want something. I only chose a few of Dad’s old things to give to my son. I wanted nothing, not even the portrait she’d had … Continue reading Things
GOOSE, n. A bird that supplies quills for writing. These, by some occult process of nature, are penetrated and suffused with various degrees of the bird’s intellectual energies and emotional character, so that when inked and drawn mechanically across paper by a person called an “author,” there results a very fair and accurate transcript of … Continue reading qotd