This is a better drink, and it’s closer to the Dominica menu. I was having a Junior moment.
Just Like Honey
2 oz. Laird’s Apple Jack
1 oz. Barenjager
1 oz. lemon juice
This is a better drink, and it’s closer to the Dominica menu. I was having a Junior moment.
2 oz. Laird’s Apple Jack
1 oz. Barenjager
1 oz. lemon juice
Timing is everything, which is why former president George W. Bush waited until after the election to release his memoir Decision Points and make the usual appointed rounds along the book tour.
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I hate dealing with gringos when they’re abroad. They always assume that foreigners don’t know the right way to do things, and they insist on babbling along about how terrified they are to have a native driver who drives on the left side of the road. This kind of shit really freaks them out. If there is ever a need to communicate with one of them, I usually let my wife handle it. But in this case, the woman felt some need to tell me about her politics: she was appalled by what was happening in the United States and declared that she and her husband, a tractor salesman from Kansas, were card-carrying “Tea Baggers.”
From the collection into the cold wind: winter poems (Buy Me Lunch, 2010) by Bob Hudson
Charlie Chaplin made just one motion picture in Chicago, but that was enough to get an auditorium named after him in the main campus building of the small college that occupies the building in which it was produced. That’s where I go to vote, the…
Estragon: I can’t go on like this. Vladimir: That’s what you think. As a professional editor and writer working in an unspecified niche market (to narrow it down a little, I’ll call it “law” and leave it at that), I spend a lot of time…
When Derek asked me to post for BBL&L, we had a brief exchange about content. As a former print journalist, I was used to having my pieces posted in the online versions of the papers I worked for, but blogging was never a part of my job.
I still don’t read many blogs except this one. It’s a time-management issue. There are only so many hours in the day for reading, and on a beautiful fall day I’d rather be on the porch with, say, Saul Bellow.
I just picked up a copy of The Dean’s December for a quarter at the library book store. It’s a Pocket paperback, published in 1983.
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Part II
How did I get off track? Oh, yeah, it was the thing with the little kid. Where was I? Last I recall we had just left Miami International, and I was already in trouble with the stewardess. If you don’t know it already, Miami is one of the biggest shit holes south of Atlanta. It is not so bad if you are making a connection, but if you have to go through customs you might as well forget about making the connection or having your baggage on the return flight.
Displaced Aggression League Report — Week 8 There’s not much to say about what happened in Our Beloved League in week 8. Overall, it was the kind of scene that just leaves everyone feeling uncomfortable, like interpretive prayer-dance, or watching Glen Beck go on an…
Hey Tom, what did you do with that box?
Um. . . what box?
The box you stood on to kiss the elephant’s ass.
This is a conversation I had with Dave’s dad many times as a kid, no matter how I tried to avoid it.
cross-posted at RuFreeman.com
So I watched the movie, Waiting for Superman, on opening night here at the Bryn Mawr Film Institute. And, yes, I’ve linked the film to the website that allows people to take action rather than the one that allows people to find showtimes because action is necessary and showtimes are easy to find, but in case you can’t, here’s the link to the movie itself: Waiting for Superman/movie. The documentary, directed by Davis Guggenheim, breaks down the state of education in the United States and leaves us with the heartbreaking facts: