Pretty! Colored raindrops on the sunroof window!
There used to be a website called antipodes map. You put in your address, and it told you where you would wind up if you started drilling and went all the way through to the other side of Earth. Offer not valid for anyone who thinks the world is flat. Their exact oppo is Omaha.
Swallows made themselves a little nest up by the ceiling.
Baltimore crabhouse window art!
Pretty sure the last time I bought Pop-Tarts, Lindbergh was on his way to Paris. But people are saying they're getting skimpy on the gooey smear of icing on top. Cover photo for comparison.
There may be worse Mother's Day gifts than cleaning products for dear old Ma, but you'd have to go to that store in the mall that sells glittery t-shirts and whoopie cushions to find any. She wants a book, some bath salts, and a little peace and quiet. You're welcome.
Look what's back! It's Endless Shrimp at (the few remaining) Red Lobsters, including a new dish for this year improbably called Marry Me Shrimp. I cannot advise marrying any form of marine life. Shrimp have limited ap-peal.
And speaking of advice, I keep reading how much better life would be for all of use if we would only eat about 85 beets per week. Never gonna happen for me.
There are two gray hosses in today's Kentucky Derby, although this one is named Great White and is not really all that gray. I've always wanted to see a gray horse win the Run For The Roses!
If I ever become a judge (highly unlikely!) I will incarcerate people who cut, tear, deface, disfigure, or destroy library property, for much more than two months. Their children's children will have to visit them on Sundays. And people who talk out loud in libraries will face the swift sword of justice as well. This is a library, son, not one of your swing joints.
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