It’s a winning kind of movie with a mousetrap plot and some clever twists and turns along the way, and a cast that that makes it look easy.
The New York Times’ Maira Kalman’s illustrated trip down to the inauguration is a thing of beauty.
And they said it couldn’t be done. Brandy is a shepherd mix we got from the pound back in 2001 when she was about a year-and-a-half old. So in dog years, she’s pushing 70. One of the au pairs we had when the kids were little trained her to know that, when we gave her a Milk Bone, she should eat it down on the landing by the back door. …
I’m a pretty solid cook, if I do say so myself. But this one flummoxed me. Any ideas?
A slightly amusing recall notice.
A new site this month, The Vintage Web features links and commentary on frozen-in-time web sites, celebrating their special 1997ishness.
A few weeks ago, I got a note from a visitor I hadn’t known, but whose grandparents lived in my house when she was a child in the 1950s. She was gracious enough to send along a few photos, and I hope she doesn’t mind if I share a few of the more generic ones here.
Last night, through the generosity of one of LF’s co-workers, we scored two tickets for the semifinals of the Big East tournament.
I love record stores. But I suppose the simple fact that I use the phrase “record store” dates me as a child of the pre-digital age. Maybe I should say, I love music stores. But then that’s a little confusing instead, because a music store is something more like Patelson‘s. But little by little in the age of the CD, record stores have become less relevant. While I’ve got several …
LF and I were watching the (really outstanding) Ovation cable channel the other night, and this 1988 Tom Waits movie came up. Here’s a clip, “Shore Leave.”