J.D. R.I.P.
Author J. D. Salinger died today.
Raise high the roof beam, carpenters. Like Ares comes the bridegroom, taller far than a tall man.
And I will raise a Glass to him, asking that he please accept from me this unpretentious bouquet of very early-blooming…
Birthday check-in
Yes, an entire year went by with no updates. But here we are. We are 6 (éxi, six, sex) years old, ladies and gentlemen. We are The Smallest Perfect Number.
Happy Birthday to Craig. And for that matter, Happy Birthday to everyone over the last…