Friday afternoon, partly cloudy and beautiful, 84 degrees.
I’m having problems getting to sleep again; I’m really hoping that this doesn’t turn into another full-blown episode of insomnia. Last night I dreamed I was having a good conversation with Brett’s partner, Dom. I was telling her how much I missed speaking with Brett. She said that she would tell him . . .
I’m hoping that Corey will spray the bugs around the house soon, so that I can venture outside without adding to my huge collection of bites. Oh well.
Hope you like today’s collection. Enjoy.
My nights lately:
In praise of words:
When you realize . . .
I love this picture. One of my earliest memories of is of my father working on a green car while we were living in Navy housing before going to England.
Love this sign:
To the billionaire owner of SoulCycle, Stephen Ross:
And this one, too:
Another one from isn’t:
Great bumper sticker:
Grooming a steer:
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And finally, I love this. I wish that I knew where my old I Read Banned Books button was:
Music by Buffalo Springfield, “For What It’s Worth” (just as relevant today)