I love Powell's Book Store, well, of course I do! What's not to love about a book store that shelves used and new books, the largest book store in the United States. (Perhaps still the largest in the world?) May the store continue to thrive. Founded in the 70s, the store was relatively good [...]
In Brevity 22, Fall 2006, Brian Arundel's "The Things I’ve Lost" begins "Fleece hat and gloves: in the backseat of a Boston cab in 2002, before driving back to Maine. Round, purple sunglasses: in an Atlanta pool hall over drinks with Ashby, whose wife was determined to save their marriage by having a baby. A measurable dose [...]
We have all our mail through this past Thursday. I baked bread the next day. We're still getting our early walks, but there are unfamiliar people and dogs on the beach today. Yesterday the gale force wind was desperately chilling in the morning. Today is mild. So. Walking, baking, writing, and staying safe. This morning [...]
A plane has five passengers on board: Donald Trump, the Pope, Dr. Anthony Fauci, Hillary Clinton, and Greta Thunberg. The plane is about to crash and there are only 4 parachutes. Dr Fauci says “I need one! I have to develop a vaccine to cure Covid-19!” He takes a parachute and jumps. The Pope says [...]
Almost 40 years ago, a friend was working on the bluetongue virus at Colorado State. Though this work was done in a lab with masks and gloves and all the protocol of any university lab researching a disease, albeit one only infecting sheep at the time, there was an issue. Routine screening revealed that she [...]
“Are you high, sir? Or are you just making this shit up?” Posted by: Helen Philpot | March 28, 2020 I’d give anything to ask Trump this question about cheesecake… #COVIDIOT #ConronaUpdate #2Trillion we Margaret, they passed a $2.2 trillion dollar stimulus package. For years we’ve complained about failing schools, homelessness, hunger, affordable healthcare, clean water, [...]
Yesterday morning we drove to Cannon Beach to pick up our mail. We had not gone anywhere other than walking the beach for over 12 days (the last time Gary picked up the mail), but we had spent a ridiculous amount of time looking at used CDs (Gary) and bidding on scraps of kimono silk [...]
