http://www.cnn.com/travel/paris-pompidou-closing/index.html So, if you get a chance, you visit. And maybe Barbara won't be there at th same time
Category: Word
“It must be Johnson grass they’re talking about”
"It must be Johnson grass they're talking about" My father's remark to my brother as they heard my mother say to someone on the phone, "And it's just spreading like wildfire." My mother and her friend were probably talking about drugs or teen pregnancy or telemarketers. No matter. My father had a nice, dry sense… Continue reading “It must be Johnson grass they’re talking about”
The Hayseeder’s Lament
Written by W. T. Daffron of Millport Alabama, probably in 1932. A lament on the farmer's plight at the height of the Great Depression.
Does anybody
Does anybody know where you can invest in coat hangers? Medical implement ★
Anger and Envy
Anger. Envy. Need to write those down.
2046
All memories are traces of tears 2046, Wan Kar Wai
LP
Mrs. Burris died and my mother was born.
Dirt
Do something in the dirt each day. As kid you did. Made you a better person.
Dirt
Good for the body. Good for attitude. Dig in the earth each day
Amsterdam
I have fond memories of Amsterdam in 1970. I wish I could remember them
Waiting For Charlemagne 