So these old Portuguese and Italian ladies who wear all black when they become widows. I wonder if sometimes they are really sad not to be able to wear a favorite article of clothing once their husband kicks it. No more wearing your favorite red cardigan, but you can get it in a black. I wonder if there comes a point, pre-dead husband, where they are about to buy a jaunty floral smock, but stop and think, you know... he is going to drop pretty soon, i'll only get 6 months max out of this smock. So she buys it in black instead, and sneaks it into the closet in a quiet moment between preparing chewless meals and sponging down the husband.
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Last night at 10pm most of the lights were still on in the big tall bank buildings. it made for a lovely vista, but I can't imagine they were all there having office parties.
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This fantastic contraption, called the ‘Routefinder’, showed 1920s drivers in the UK the roads they were travelling down, gave them the mileage covered and told them to stop when they came at journey’s end.from strange maps
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wow. not even 5 minutes in, and Palin has mentioned sitting on the sidelines of a kids soccer game.
at least i wasn't hit by a bus today.
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ah, those moments when I know I'm really not so unlike my mother- whenever someone even so much as sniffles, or mentions, 'I think I'm setting si-" I thrust a handful of vitamins at them TAKE THESE VITAMINS and take these ones in a few hours.
vitamins vitamins.growing up, le mother used to give me a little handful of unknown vitamins for me to force down. some of them were those terrible horse pill sized monsters that, if not swallowed properly, would haunt me with terrible vitamin burps for the rest of the day. The little handful was doubled and repeated throughout the day at the slightest indication of impending illness.
'did you take your vitamins?'
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