The Rhino and the Cat
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From the right, the middle looks awfully far to the left, and vice versa. Mike Fancher, executive editor of the Seattle Times, had a column Sunday about readers complaining the newspaper showed a liberal bias. And other readers complaining the newspaper showed a conservative bias.
So this funny little guy came by today claiming the lost sunglasses were his: I don’t know. They didn’t seem to fit him. I think he was trying to scam me. I didn’t give them to him.
Found, on the back dash of my car: If you’re missing a pair, let me know.
Since not everyone clicks through, I thought (at the risk of reviving the John Malkovich debate) I’d pull Stephen’s thoughtful comments out here: John, Do you know that your blog is posted on planet.gnome.org? The reason I say that is because for the past few months I’ve been reading it and I’ve yet to see …
I have always thoroughly enjoyed the tradition of clinking glasses. But I am apparently out of date, according to Thelma Domenici: Clinking glasses after a toast is a very old custom, and many people thoroughly enjoy it, but in today’s etiquette world, instructors teach that you should just raise your glass. They say clinking is …
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I had a dream last night. I do not remember anything, except that there was some sort of horrible dishwashing accident, and our small frying pan was ruined.