"The fox knows many things, but the hedgehog knows one big thing."


Glenn Reynolds:

Barack Obama:
"Impossible to transcend."

Albert A. Gore, Jr.:
"An incontinent brute."

Rev. Jeremiah Wright:
"God damn the Gentleman Farmer."

Friends of GF's Sons:
"Is that really your dad?"

Kickball Girl:
"Keeping 'em alive until 7:45."

Hired Hand:
"I think . . . we forgot the pheasant."

I'm an
Alcoholic Yeti
in the
TTLB Ecosystem

Wednesday, April 16, 2008


False, capricious, inconstant, ambivalent.

Warm, then cool. Almost hot, cold. Wet sleety days, followed by cloudy, wintry cold. Now a sunny trend. Make up my mind. Bipolar, she said.

But we're promised more sun, and warm, warmer, warmest, and so persuaded it is truly Spring, our fancy turns naturally to thoughts of . . .

. . . Cole Porter & Alanis Morissette:

But then, having studied Led Zeppelin, Jethro Tull, and Black Sabbath in our improvident youth, it is difficult to avoid seduction by a title like "Call Me When You're Sober," with the lyric, "Don't cry to me. If you loved me, you would be here with me."

Bipolar indeed. Happy, happy Spring.

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