Three Fingers of History, Straight Up
Eloquent when drunk is something I hope to be one day.
Does any one want to meet me in the history section of the library and then hit up the liquor store on the way home?
“I was here.”
Eloquent when drunk is something I hope to be one day.
Does any one want to meet me in the history section of the library and then hit up the liquor store on the way home?
Thanks you Catherine, for sharing this video and many delicious dinners
In the winter of ’06, after days of more snow than either of us had seen in our home state before, Ms. Doolittle and I seriously contemplated purchasing, what we deftly labeled “really tall dairy boot things”. We were enamored by the idea of walking, undaunted, anywhere we pleased through the snow while remaining warm. I have looked around for those dairy boots but the closest thing that I have been able to find are waders. While I associate waters with my dad and fly fishing, I am certain that Ms. Doolittle and I would have bridged the gap between fashion and function with style, grace and stubbornness had the snow continued

or had we been in Venice for the first few days of December this year. Venice is flooded.
While official admit the Venice is in a fragile state, most Venetians, with their waders strapped on, continue with the day to day activities of life.
Words by Billy Collins, images by Brady Baltezore.
For Sleepy and the Mouse Guard.
For Ms. Doolittle and the destruction of all evidence of HS fashion statements.