Maybe it's all those years working at the the Waffle House .... but it started before then, really, because one of the reasons I applied in the first place was that I didn't like breakfast.

Most days I skip breakfast altogether and eat leftovers for brunch around 10:00 or 10:30.  That frees the precious time when I'm trying to get the kids out of ( Read more... )

Here's one for all the amateur dreamologists out there ....

rebl1969 's meme.

What was the last book you bought? I don't buy many books anymore ... if my Moleskines don't count, Preserving the World's Great Cities: The Destruction and Renewal of the Historic Metropolis would be it, and that's like a year and a half ago.

Name a book you have read MORE than once. Where do I stop? Everything Marguerite Henry and ( Read more... )

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Was it the giant heart Valentine, (approximately 36" x 48"), or simply remembering the 29th of every month for the last 22 years?

Hard to say.

Proscuitto crudo and a ball of fresh mozzarella stuffed inside one of those little hollow crusty Italian rolls from the Alimentari around the corner from the Piazza Navonna, the one mere steps from Pasquino's constant commentary.  Add chunks of summer tomato purchased in the Campo di Fiori and cut with a tiny, pale yellow Victorinox knife.  Eat ( Read more... )

Great tits cope well with warming

It's about a bird ....


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I called it the Pinto that Ate Cleveland.  A shit brown station wagon with a guess-a-gear stick shift transmission, I bought it from a lady living in one of the little houses squished between St. Vincent's and War Memorial Stadium.  It had been her father's--at that time it seemed more people inherited Pintos than bought them.  The original manual ( Read more... )