Sunday Somethings

Sunday Somethings

Hello, Sunday.

The weekends are not long enough, and seem to be even shorter as they daylight hours are less and less.  Staying out to play until 8p was a given two months ago, and now it’s certainly closer to bedtime.

It’s been a lazy weekend full of reading, cooking and baseball.  The Cubs are at it again, and college football is also doing it’s thing, so I’m doing the busy-not busy thing of keeping up with the teams that bind.

The news is too much, so entertain ourselves we must to get through the daily grind. Here are my contributions to that effort.

Do you believe in Ghosts? I sure do.  I stayed here a few years ago when Frites got married and I had never (and still haven’t seen) The Shining.  Good thing, because if I had taken some pictures and saw this I’d have been hiding out in the mountains. 

This video of 90s hits is THE BEST. It’s seriously tearin’ up my heart (and thanks to Biscuit for this gem!)

As I was walking around town today I definitely had some one yell out, “hey beautiful.”  It wasn’t particularly crass, though I can’t say I particularly liked it either.  This woman’s efforts to make the problem visible has fallen on deaf ears, but I applaud it, nonetheless.

I can’t say that I can related to this woman, but her words are worth being read by all:  “As long as it’s healthy.”

Self-discovery through travel? Yup, and yup.

Another Nobel Prize for the fruit fly.  Yay basic science!

The 60 year old intern.  This doesn’t surprise me as my mom tried to retire twice and failed because she got bored, and finally did again for the third time. Retirement for her is working two days a week.

No one uses AOL IM anymore, but this hurts a little just the same. RIP, lulubelleND.

The truth about the Millennial Snowflake.

That’s what I’ve got. 

Have a good week!


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