I kinda liked this one and thought it might have a chance. The New Yorker disagreed. How shellfish of them.
Quote is from T.S. Eliot. I attempt to live a reflective, contemplative life now and wish to do so as I grow old(er). Rolled trousers can only help.
Probably should have preserved this one until warmer weather…
Vanity rears its proud head in the most likely of places.
The road to hell is paved with good intentions.
Maybe a tad early with this one–but not for southern California. When I was a kid I once found a five-dollar bill in the seaweed. I thought I was rich. I dried it out and bought a Slurpie.