Brad's shoes after we made him walk in the wet

Cheese and crackers w/ Bradford

I hand-wrote comments on History Day documentary projects while sitting in front of my computer, which I occasionally used to check my spelling. Upon finishing, I discovered this poem or word image or image or whatever on my screen. It struck me as lovely-- worth preserving.

Kenny thru stained glass

Night


Day

Traditionally, mass market paperbacks aren't my thing-- are NOT my thing-- but I've come to take great delight in Kenneth's collection. What with the Software, the Alcott, the Star Wars, and the Hemingway all stacked upon one another; what with Lyndon Johnson resting on the Hammer of God just across the way from the Freud and the Candide and the Foundation and Algernon. And Andy Rooney and O'Neill, of course.

This salad still needs work, but
it's headed in the right direction.

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I find the cabinets and drawer from this set in the film The Dish to be so gorgeous. Also gorgeous in The Dish: numerous shots of the tremendous satellite dish, the beauty of which doesn't quite translate into stills as it's all about this giant thing in motion-- swiveling, tilting, rotating, lifting. I could gaze at it for hours.

I just happened upon this picture of a meal from February. Oddly enough, I remember the sole but nothing else. . .