Sins of the father
I read this morning that Michael Douglas’s son, Cameron, is blaming his many problems on the lousy job his dad did bringing him up. Folks need to be careful with that kind of accusation. Everyone reading this can think of a person or persons who had a sucky upbringing, but still managed to avoid becoming [...]
From the Annals of Awesomeness
“Some Things Simply Must Be Seen to Be Believed” Division: Russian singers from the 60s — awesome. Russian singers lip-synching a vocalise on Soviet television, complete with gorgeous set tricked out in week-old mustard-colored backdrop and tattered fence-like apparatus — incomparable. Watch it twice. It’s Finkday, after all. Treat yourself.
Yay x 2
How’d that happen? Seems like last week when I started this little labor of love. Once in awhile, someone will mention a subject I’ve written about here, and I won’t remember having done it. One day, I will revisit some early stuff and peruse the silliness. But for now, I say a huge thank you [...]
Crucial minutiae
Say that five times fast without blowing it. Betya can’t. I know it’s an oxymoron, but today I realized its true importance. I’ve been up since 2:45, see. And while I was lying in the bed, trying to go back to sleep, several unfinished tasks popped into my head. I wanted to write them down [...]
Día bueno
And for several reasons: I think I am going to like my hair (photo forthcoming for far-flung fiends — but it’s 5:40 a.m. right now, luvs…I look like ten miles of bad road) Had a good rehearsal with some manbeasts after school yesterday It’s Droid Day; meeting my Verizon guy after school to do the [...]