Sammy T’s in Fredericksburg is reopening!!

See Lindley Estes’ article yesterday in The Free Lance-Star!!

My alums and I have our road trip planned!  Have you?

http://www.fredericksburg.com/news/business/three-married-couples-coming-out-of-retirement-to-reopen-sammy/article_4979956d-3cf5-5956-ae0f-f265589af9ac.html

James Jowers’ “Tompkins Square Park,” 1967

Gelatin silver print.  George Eastman House collection.

Shadow-dwelling attic cats.

It isn’t just a metaphor my disordered thoughts any more.  There are literally two cats who routinely practice their ninjutso skills in my attic.

 

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“Table of Christmas Gifts for a Girl,” unknown artist, 1840

President-Elect Pun Monday?

Me:  Can we at least give Donald Trump credit for moving quickly to prepare for his presidency? He’s really Russian around to make these cabinet picks.

Pal:  I did Nazi that coming.

Me:  Let’s just not get upset over who he selects. If he makes a bad choice, So vi et.

Pal 2:  I have a hard time Putin my faith in this schmuck.

Cornelis Troost’s “Monatsbild Dezember,” 18th Century

“Month December.”  Oil on copper.

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Roanoke, Virginia, November 2016 (2)

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Roanoke, Virginia, November 2016

I’ve mentioned this before, but the mountains around Roanoke are so high that their peaks ascend the clouds.  You can see them from our back porch.

I will never tire of seeing that.

 

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OMG, Chick-Fil-A totally lived up to the hype!!!

This is my face after trying the chicken for the first time …

Southerners, I salute you!!!

Me: “This barbecue sauce is good. Strong, though.”

GF:  “That’s not barbecue sauce. That’s ketchup.”

 

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My favorite poem of all time, read by W. H. Auden himself.

Dear GOD. This is my favorite poem of all time, read by W. H. Auden himself.

I had no idea this recording existed.

Nurse Your Favorite Heresies in Whispers