I bought this postcard at a funky café in Washington D.C. a couple of years ago and just found it now, tucked into an envelope of other things I’d been saving.
Given the amplitude of the seething and whining about having to social distance for two weeks from a couple of my “south-pointing compass” friends and acquaintances online, it seemed appropriate. C’mon, guys — and yes, they’re all guys — Anne Frank was tougher than you. Hell, the eggplant I had for lunch was tougher than you.
The ridiculousness continues. So much that this is just the third of three Sunday picdumps…
The ridiculousness continues. So much that this is just the second of three Sunday picdumps…
The ridiculousness continues. So much that this is just the first of three Sunday picdumps…
A quick blast from the past: 11 years ago today, Anitra and I did a…
I’ll let the updated posting in Craigslist explain: *******UPDATE PLEASE READ******* Thank you for your…
On Wednesday afternoon, I got this text from Tom Hood, ukulele player extraordinaire and leader…