R.I.P. Nancy Reagan
We will always remember your special Christmas with Mr T.
We will always remember your special Christmas with Mr T.
Back before cameraphones, Photoshop, and digital social media of every kind, someone had this great marketing idea. It was just a little bit before its time.
Three of these things belong together
Three of these things are kind of the same
Can you guess which one just doesn't belong here?
Now it's time to play our game (time to play our game).
A UK blogger, commenting on the unsightly mess that is the 2016 US political nomination cycle, has renamed The Chosen One "Hilda Baggins".
I don't quite know why this has so brightened my Friday night, but it has and I felt that I should share it with you.
Mad respect for all the discipline and hard work it took for her to be able to do what most people could never do at any age.
It's clear in this photo from Donald Trump's victory speech last night, following his big Super Tuesday win, and from his demeanor as he introduced Mr Trump, that Chris Christie is signaling he is being held hostage.
Commonwealth Of Massachusetts Presidential Primary ballot, March 1, 2016
I was tempted to write in "Dick Gregory" like I did in 1968, but in the end it was down to either Rocky or Bernie, and I chose to feel the Bern one last time.
Debating whether or not to put the snow shovels away, and waiting in vain for the Good Humor truck.
For those millions of people enduring the withdrawal symptoms of no more NFL weekends or fantasy football, I offer some hope: you can get Vegas odds on the actual day he announces he is "suspending" his campaign.
The pizza itch was most definitely scratched today at Tavolino's Patriot Place trattoria. One half for lunch, the other half into a box for dinner at home.
I just received my campaign materials from the Underwood Super PAC.
So after South Carolina and Nevada, it's now come down to this? Good Lord.
I know I've asked her some personal questions, and I've gone off on her for faulty navigational instructions, and said some things to her I'd like to have back. But now I'm wondering whether I should be concerned about the fact that she's following me on Twitter...
If you've ever been to an IKEA on a Saturday afternoon, you know that if you stop moving forward at any time, you will be trampled. There is a certain "sheep to slaughter" vibe present there on weekends, given the narrow pathways, and all of the arrows that point forward.
I tried to stop and read some of the quotes about specific items from the Swedish designers, but I concluded that taking photos to read later would be a better strategy. Unfortunately, I couldn't always identify the actual product being described. And I got lost a couple of times.
And I swear that I spotted one product called "KVETCH", but with all of the odd Swedish names and the imperative to always keep moving forward, I may be mistaken. Nevertheless, the name seemed to work well today.
While my preferred pencil is a Blackwing Palomino, I believe that my IKEA souvenir will also work. For a little while, anyway.
TWSB fountain pen, 53 iPad stylus, IKEA freebie
Winter Palace, St Petersbug, Russia
Since Google is orphaning Picasa next month, I've been migrating photos I'd been storing there over to my Apple cloud. In the process, I've re-discovered some favorites to share.
While we were in St Petersburg a few years ago, we visited the Romanovs' Winter Palace. The opulence and beautiful details stopped me in my tracks more than once as I thought of the magnificent parties and balls the Royal family hosted in these very rooms, prior to the Revolution.
And a lot of it happened on this gorgeous parquet floor. (But not in Cons.)
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