For those of you who have checked in regularly - hi, Mom and Citizen Mom - you are the reason I've kept such odd hours, failed to maintain any firewall between my work time and family time, and know what's up with Terrell Owens. (Not so much since hugging it out with Donovan McNabb at a Super Bowl party in Miami.)
What I'm moving on to is the metro desk, taking a crack at being a local columnist. Talk about your old media.
When's it from? Who's the designer or manufacturer? Who'd have their bathroom papered with faux bookshelves stocked with such titles as Sapho, Sade and Les Fleurs du Mal.
Other than the Rubins.
Back in action first thing Thursday. Been driving in the fly-over.
Picture taken in fussy bandana the rescue people sent.
After the picture, he shed the nappy and went hurtling through the mud in the dog park.
Where I was, was napping. I apologize. But when you have a newborn, you nap when the newborn naps. This I don't remember since we had twins.
We have a puppy. His name is Harley and he was left at the pound until the soldiers who rescue Bouviers got the call, then found a safe house for him, and then found us. Our quiet house is again a ball of confusion.
This being Talk Like a Pirate Day, it's as good a time as any to consider the news that Jean Lafitte - and perhaps many other famous buccaneers - was a member of my particular tribe.
Word came via an emailed article by Edward Bernard Glick, a retired Temple U. political scientist, who argues that many of the pirates of the Caribbean were Sephardic Jews who turned to raiding to extract revenge on the Spanish Catholics who expelled them from their country in 1492.
Glick, who now lives in Portland, Ore., writes how he frequently lectures on cruise ships about the history of piracy, and before his inaugural gig, he mailed a copy to his history-buff sister, who complained that he hadn't mentioned Lafitte. Sis said he and his first wife were Sephardic Jews.
That's a big old tree in our yard. Literally in our yard. So sad.
UPDATE: Ah, make that a mulberry tree, which would explain the berries.
A little family medical issue requires that I put away the computer for a couple days. Things are going to be fine, but attention must be paid. How about we do this again on Monday?
Until then, play the Blinq favorites, run through the blog roll, talk among yourselves.