Not arguments; no interpretations of cause or blame, just observations.
I rarely discuss politics, I was just relating what I see around me. Whatever is being done by whoever is doing it, it ain't working very well.
Looking at the statistics published by various agencies is all well and good, but I like to do what I call "The Real Life Test."
I'm looking around the streets in my city and those I visit, and I'm not seeing much prosperity for the average person.
• I am seeing more and more small...
Please forgive my posting the whole thing rather than linking—things have a tendency to move or disappear over time.
From Emily Post:
Etiquette in Society, in Business, in Politics and at Home - 1922
Chapter IV.
Salutations of Courtesy
WHEN A GENTLEMAN TAKES OFF HIS HAT
A...
Giving ladies and elders my seat on the bus, followed closely by holding doors, taking my hat off when a lady enters the elevator and—sometimes, when occasion suggests—lifting my hat to ladies.
"Made of pen and ink, she can win you with a wink..."
I have the complete Betty Boop collection. I also love all the Warner Bros. cartoons: Bugs, Road Runner, Loony Toons, Merrie Melodies... true classics that can't be beat.
I think The Animaniacs were the first thing to come along in years...
On the one hand, I find overly-zealous spit-swapping to be somewhat crass and uncouth—I also remember being severely reprimanded for making out in the back row at church when I was 16. On the other hand, I'm also wondering how I might react if someone asked me if I would mind dressing down a...
I live in Seattle, so I'm spoiled. We have a number of nice neighborhood roasterias around.
I like a rich, nutty, medium roast, either drip or french press when I have the time. Half & half or cream, not milk. No sugar.
Of course, I always have a double-tall-whole-milk latte when I get...
Best: Me and the missus out shopping, stopped by a woman who was dressed to the nines and oozed style: "My, don't you two look wonderful! *sigh* People just don't dress anymore, do they?"
Worst: "Damn, dude! That shirt is ug-LEE!"
Today's was just a Nat Cicco double corona second. Good for chomping on while whacking blackberry bushes and wielding the hedge trimmer. I have CAO MX2s, Cohiba habanos, Ghurkas, Hoyo de Montereys and a variety of Thompson specials in the humidor.
My love of Raymond Scott began about 7 years ago when I went in search of the source of the "cartoon automation music" that is invariably used to show wacky machines doing repetitive assembly tasks. You all know the one. It's called Powerhouse.
I found that he not only wrote that, but also...
Cell phones!
They're wonderful and amazing, but people who use them rudely drive me up a wall.
On the bus, people chatter away loudly—louder than they would in a normal conversation, because they think if they raise their voice they'll be able to hear the other person better—and talk...
Same here. A man never looks sharper than in a well-fit tuxedo. I can't imagine a garment that could possibly surpass it.
As a side note: women look pretty darn snazzy in them too.
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