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Hi back to Michael from Tulsa! Just have been out to the Oyster Bar at Grand Central for dinner with the brother- and sister-in-law, catching up on the fact that they’re grandparents and I’m a great-aunt (eeeeeeek!) etc. etc. Walking to there from Times Square, where the Ohio delegation stays, was the usual Manhattan walk, … Continue reading RNC: the gathering of the … er… forces
This is Beeper R. Kat: She is in her favorite nap-place: the stack of empty grocery bags in the pantry. She’s been sleeping a lot lately, and this is why… We’ve had to have our old leaded-glass windows on the first floor redone gradually this year, due to rust etc. Currently, the windows in the … Continue reading Cat-blog time
In my dream, there was a well-known tunnel in Oxford that led from a very small college up to High Street where I was staying. The dream High Street, of course, did not resemble the real-life one at all. The tunnel itself was the standard-issue concrete basement type, lit by a very few flourescent lights … Continue reading dream
From the nice man at The Bleat Kids today. They don’t know. They’ve lost the lingo. When you’ve established that the nature of your coffee is BLACK, cream no longer enters into the picture. Ever. But you could walk up and say “Blorg chulavista spaz mocha” and she’d ask “Room for cream?” It’s the script. … Continue reading Coffee humor, for the morning
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