Bring Me That Horizon

Welcome to jennyweber dot com

  ........................................

 ........................................

This will go better if you

check your expectations at the door.

.........................................

We're not big on logic

but there's no shortage of irony.

.........................................

Oh and ...

I flunked charm school.

So what.

Can't write anything.

= Jennifer =

Causing considerable consternation
to many fine folk since 1957

Pepper and me ... Seattle 1962

  

InfozGuide ‚Äč

 


Instagram

Belay That!

This blog does not contain and its author will not condone profanity, crude language, or verbal abuse. Commenters, you are welcome to speak your mind but do not cuss or I will delete either the word or your entire comment, depending on my mood. Continued use of bad words or inappropriate sentiments will result in the offending individual being banned, after which they'll be obliged to walk the plank. Thankee for your understanding and compliance.

= Jenny the Pirate =

Hoist The Colors

In The Market, As It Were

 

 

=0=0=0=

 

=0=0=0=

Columbia Cemetery

To read my articles, click HERE! And don't forget to subscribe.

=0=0=0=

Contributor to

American Cemetery

published by Kates-Boylston

A Pistol With One Shot

Ecstatically shooting everything in sight using my beloved Nikon D3100 with AF-S DX Nikkor 18-55mm 1:3.5-5.6G VR kit lens and AF-S Nikkor 50mm f/1.8 G prime lens.

Also capturing outrageous beauty left and right with my Nikon D7000 blissfully married to my Nikkor 85mm f/1.4D AF prime glass. Don't be jeal!

Dying Is A Day Worth Living For

I am a taphophile

Word. Photo Jennifer Weber 2010

Great things are happening at

Find A Grave

If you don't believe me, click the pics.

=0=0=0=

Dying is a wild night

and a new road.

Emily Dickinson

=0=0=0=

REMEMBRANCE

When I am gone

Please remember me

 As a heartfelt laugh,

 As a tenderness.

 Hold fast to the image of me

When my soul was on fire,

The light of love shining

Through my eyes.

Remember me when I was singing

And seemed to know my way.

Remember always

When we were together

And time stood still.

Remember most not what I did,

Or who I was;

Oh please remember me

For what I always desired to be:

A smile on the face of God.

David Robert Brooks
=0=0=0=

 

 Do not regret growing older. It is a privilege denied to many.

=0=0=0=

Keep To The Code

receipt.jpg

 

 

 

 

 

 

You Want To Find This
The Promise Of Redemption

Blessed is the man that walketh not in the counsel of the ungodly, nor standeth in the way of sinners, nor sitteth in the seat of the scornful.

But his delight is in the law of the LORD, and in his law doth he meditate day and night.

And he shall be like a tree planted by the rivers of water, that bringeth forth his fruit in his season; his leaf also shall not wither; and whatsoever he doeth shall prosper.

The ungodly are not so: but are like the chaff which the wind driveth away.

Therefore the ungodly shall not stand in the judgment, nor sinners in the congregation of the righteous.

For the Lord knoweth the way of the righteous: but the way of the ungodly shall perish.

Psalm 1

Freedom is a fragile thing and is never more than one generation away from extinction. It is not ours by inheritance; it must be fought for and defended constantly by each generation, for it comes only once to a people. Those who have known freedom and then lost it, have never known it again.

~ Ronald Reagan

Photo Jennifer Weber 2010

Not Without My Effects

My Compass Works Fine


The Courage Of Our Hearts

gbotlogo.jpg

 

onestarflag_thumb.jpg

Daft Like Jack

 "I can name fingers and point names ..."


And We'll Sing It All The Time
  • Dream With Me
    Dream With Me
    by Jackie Evancho
  • Danny Wright Healer of Hearts
    Danny Wright Healer of Hearts
    by Danny Wright
  • Dreams
    Dreams
    by Neil Diamond
  • Standing Ovation: The Greatest Songs From The Stage
    Standing Ovation: The Greatest Songs From The Stage
    Syco Music UK
  • A State of Wonder: The Complete Goldberg Variations (1955 & 1981)
    A State of Wonder: The Complete Goldberg Variations (1955 & 1981)
    Sony
  • Bach - The Complete Brandenburg Concertos / Pearlman, Boston Baroque
    Bach - The Complete Brandenburg Concertos / Pearlman, Boston Baroque
    by Johann Sebastian Bach, Martin Pearlman, Boston Baroque, Christopher Krueger, Marc Schachman, Daniel Stepner, Friedemann Immer
  • Lead With Your Heart
    Lead With Your Heart
    by The Tenors, The Canadian Tenors
  • A Musical Affair (Amazon Exclusive Version)
    A Musical Affair (Amazon Exclusive Version)
    by Il Divo
  • Rachmaninoff plays Rachmaninoff
    Rachmaninoff plays Rachmaninoff
    RCA
  • The Pity Party: A Mean-Spirited Diatribe Against Liberal Compassion
    The Pity Party: A Mean-Spirited Diatribe Against Liberal Compassion
    by William Voegeli
  • The Dictionary of Cultural Literacy
    The Dictionary of Cultural Literacy
    by James Trefil, Joseph F. Kett, E. D. Hirsch
  • The Gorgeous Nothings: Emily Dickinson's Envelope Poems
    The Gorgeous Nothings: Emily Dickinson's Envelope Poems
    by Emily Dickinson
  • Till I End My Song: A Gathering of Last Poems
    Till I End My Song: A Gathering of Last Poems
    by Harold Bloom
  • On Writing Well, 30th Anniversary Edition: The Classic Guide to Writing Nonfiction
    On Writing Well, 30th Anniversary Edition: The Classic Guide to Writing Nonfiction
    by William Zinsser
  • Green Hell: How Environmentalists Plan to Control Your Life and What You Can Do to Stop Them
    Green Hell: How Environmentalists Plan to Control Your Life and What You Can Do to Stop Them
    by Steven Milloy
  • The Amateur
    The Amateur
    by Edward Klein
  • The Closer
    The Closer
    by Mariano Rivera
  • Forbidden Grief: The Unspoken Pain of Abortion
    Forbidden Grief: The Unspoken Pain of Abortion
    by Theresa Burke with David C. Reardon
  • Where Are They Buried (Revised and Updated): How Did They Die? Fitting Ends and Final Resting Places of the Famous, Infamous, and Noteworthy
    Where Are They Buried (Revised and Updated): How Did They Die? Fitting Ends and Final Resting Places of the Famous, Infamous, and Noteworthy
    by Tod Benoit
  • Whistling in the Dark: A Doubter's Dictionary
    Whistling in the Dark: A Doubter's Dictionary
    by Frederick Buechner
  • The Black Bard of North Carolina: George Moses Horton and His Poetry (Chapel Hill Books)
    The Black Bard of North Carolina: George Moses Horton and His Poetry (Chapel Hill Books)
    The University of North Carolina Press
  • Righteous Indignation: Excuse Me While I Save the World!
    Righteous Indignation: Excuse Me While I Save the World!
    by Andrew Breitbart
  • 11 Principles of a Reagan Conservative
    11 Principles of a Reagan Conservative
    by Paul Kengor
  • Curtains: Adventures of an Undertaker-in-Training
    Curtains: Adventures of an Undertaker-in-Training
    by Tom Jokinen
  • Talking Heads: The Vent Haven Portraits
    Talking Heads: The Vent Haven Portraits
    by Matthew Rolston
  • Mortuary Confidential: Undertakers Spill the Dirt
    Mortuary Confidential: Undertakers Spill the Dirt
    by Todd Harra, Ken McKenzie
  • Fierce Patriot: The Tangled Lives of William Tecumseh Sherman
    Fierce Patriot: The Tangled Lives of William Tecumseh Sherman
    by Robert L. O'Connell
  • Good Dog, Carl : A Classic Board Book
    Good Dog, Carl : A Classic Board Book
    by Alexandra Day
  • Eats, Shoots & Leaves: The Zero Tolerance Approach to Punctuation
    Eats, Shoots & Leaves: The Zero Tolerance Approach to Punctuation
    by Lynne Truss
  • The American Way of Death Revisited
    The American Way of Death Revisited
    by Jessica Mitford
  • In Six Days : Why Fifty Scientists Choose to Believe in Creation
    In Six Days : Why Fifty Scientists Choose to Believe in Creation
    Master Books
  • Architects of Ruin: How big government liberals wrecked the global economy---and how they will do it again if no one stops them
    Architects of Ruin: How big government liberals wrecked the global economy---and how they will do it again if no one stops them
    by Peter Schweizer
  • Grave Influence: 21 Radicals and Their Worldviews That Rule America From the Grave
    Grave Influence: 21 Radicals and Their Worldviews That Rule America From the Grave
    by Brannon Howse
  • The Undertaking: Life Studies from the Dismal Trade
    The Undertaking: Life Studies from the Dismal Trade
    by Thomas Lynch
Easy On The Goods
  • Waiting for
    Waiting for "Superman"
    starring Geoffrey Canada, Michelle Rhee
  • The Catered Affair (Remastered)
    The Catered Affair (Remastered)
    starring Bette Davis, Ernest Borgnine, Debbie Reynolds, Barry Fitzgerald, Rod Taylor
  • Bernie
    Bernie
    starring Jack Black, Shirley MacLaine, Matthew McConaughey
  • Remember the Night
    Remember the Night
    starring Barbara Stanwyck, Fred MacMurray, Beulah Bondi, Elizabeth Patterson, Sterling Holloway
  • The Ox-Bow Incident
    The Ox-Bow Incident
    starring Henry Fonda, Dana Andrews, Mary Beth Hughes, Anthony Quinn, William Eythe
  • The Bad Seed
    The Bad Seed
    starring Nancy Kelly, Patty McCormack, Henry Jones, Eileen Heckart, Evelyn Varden
  • Knuckleball!
    Knuckleball!
    starring R.A. Dickey, Charles Hough, Phil Niekro, Tim Wakefield
  • Dodsworth
    Dodsworth
    starring Walter Huston, Ruth Chatterton, Paul Lukas, Mary Astor, Kathryn Marlowe
  • Act of Valor
    Act of Valor
    starring Alex Veadov, Roselyn Sanchez, Nestor Serrano
  • Deep Water
    Deep Water
    starring Tilda Swinton, Donald Crowhurst, Jean Badin, Clare Crowhurst, Simon Crowhurst
  • Sunset Boulevard
    Sunset Boulevard
    starring William Holden, Gloria Swanson, Erich Von Stroheim, Nancy Olson, Fred Clark
  • Penny Serenade
    Penny Serenade
    starring Cary Grant, Irene Dunne, Edgar Buchanan, Beulah Bondi
  • Double Indemnity
    Double Indemnity
    starring Fred MacMurray, Barbara Stanwyck, Edward G. Robinson, Porter Hall, Jean Heather
  • Ayn Rand and the Prophecy of Atlas Shrugged
    Ayn Rand and the Prophecy of Atlas Shrugged
    starring Gary Anthony Williams
  • Fat Sick & Nearly Dead
    Fat Sick & Nearly Dead
    Passion River
  • It Happened One Night (Remastered Black & White)
    It Happened One Night (Remastered Black & White)
    starring Clark Gable, Claudette Colbert
  • Stella Dallas
    Stella Dallas
    starring Barbara Stanwyck, John Boles, Anne Shirley, Barbara O'Neil, Alan Hale
  • The Iron Lady
    The Iron Lady
    starring Meryl Streep, Jim Broadbent, Harry Lloyd, Anthony Head, Alexandra Roach
  • Wallace & Gromit: The Complete Collection (4 Disc Set)
    Wallace & Gromit: The Complete Collection (4 Disc Set)
    starring Peter Sallis, Anne Reid, Sally Lindsay, Melissa Collier, Sarah Laborde
  • The Red Balloon (Released by Janus Films, in association with the Criterion Collection)
    The Red Balloon (Released by Janus Films, in association with the Criterion Collection)
    starring Red Balloon
  • Stalag 17 (Special Collector's Edition)
    Stalag 17 (Special Collector's Edition)
    starring William Holden, Don Taylor, Otto Preminger, Robert Strauss, Harvey Lembeck
  • The Major and the Minor (Universal Cinema Classics)
    The Major and the Minor (Universal Cinema Classics)
    starring Ginger Rogers, Ray Milland
  • My Dog Skip
    My Dog Skip
    starring Frankie Muniz, Diane Lane, Luke Wilson, Kevin Bacon
  • Sabrina
    Sabrina
    starring Humphrey Bogart, Audrey Hepburn, William Holden, Walter Hampden, John Williams
  • The Bachelor and the Bobby Soxer
    The Bachelor and the Bobby Soxer
    starring Cary Grant, Myrna Loy, Shirley Temple, Rudy Vallee, Ray Collins
  • Pirates of the Caribbean - The Curse of the Black Pearl (Two-Disc Collector's Edition)
    Pirates of the Caribbean - The Curse of the Black Pearl (Two-Disc Collector's Edition)
    starring Johnny Depp, Geoffrey Rush, Orlando Bloom, Keira Knightley, Jack Davenport
  • Now, Voyager (Keepcase)
    Now, Voyager (Keepcase)
    starring Bette Davis, Paul Henreid, Claude Rains, Gladys Cooper, John Loder
  • The Trip To Bountiful
    The Trip To Bountiful
  • Hold Back the Dawn [DVD] Charles Boyer; Olivia de Havilland; Paulette Goddard
    Hold Back the Dawn [DVD] Charles Boyer; Olivia de Havilland; Paulette Goddard
That Dog Is Never Going To Move

~ JAVIER ~

Columbia's Finest Chihuahua

Simple. Easy To Remember.

We're Square
Powered by Squarespace
One Word, Luv: Curiosity

Friday
Nov212014

Well done, son

Congratulations are in order to Senior Airman Andrew Weber.

Several weeks ago, Andrew embarked on an arduous course of study that, upon its completion in early December, will result in his promotion to Staff Sergeant.

His father and sisters and I are very proud of his achievements. More than that, we are grateful for all that this sweet and dedicated young man means to our family.

=0=0=0=

Happy Friday ~ Happy Weekend

=0=0=0=

Monday
Nov172014

We're good. Thank you. Buzz off.

I firmly believe that most of us strive to be permanent citizens of Happy Mediumville.

And no, I do not refer to seeking a commune consisting of contented clairvoyants.

I just mean, a place (any place, but especially those establishments we favor with our trade) featuring appropriate observance of garden-variety courtesies and considerations (the kind you'd expect; nothing more) but devoid of schmaltzy expressions of gratitude embroidered with quasi-sincere endearments flung repeatedly upon one's increasingly stunned and speechless consciousness like a rain of sticky used lollipops.

Allow me to elaborate.

Several weeks ago TG and I were out tooling around and we stopped by a store where I'd bought something I needed to return.

I went straight to the cashier -- as one is prone to do in such cases -- where I was greeted immediately and most effusively by the young lady on duty.

Well heLLO dear!!!!!!! she began. I'm so so SO glad y'all are here!!!!!!

The words were uttered with the sort of throbbing emotion one might expect upon discovering a flood victim clinging to the finial of their house's weathervane in the waning twilight of a bitterly cold day as you happen along in a dinghy equipped with an Evinrude E-TEC, padded seats, toasty-warm blankets, hot apple cider garnished with cinnamon sticks, gourmet snacks, and free wi-fi.

I'd never seen the lady before in my life, so: Oh, I thought. You are? Okay. I'm reasonably glad I'm here too.

I smiled, looking just to the left of her actual face lest I be blinded by the display of ultra-force delight writ large in her over-bright eyes which veritably hyper-glowed, presumably in honor of our presence.

Where can I get a case of whatever you're on? I may or may not have snarkily thought to myself.

Don't get me wrong; it is nice to be warmly welcomed. I become annoyed when, in a retail situation, it's all but impossible to find someone on the payroll who is willing to assist you, much less pretend to be glad you're there.

Or that you even exist, or that your existence may be construed to serve some purpose, or that perhaps you have a dollar or ten or eighty to spend.

Then when you do locate an "employee" and begin speaking, asking your question or whatnot, you are nearly always treated to the sight of their backside as they scuttle away from you as though you just that morning got back from trundling Ebola patients around West Africa on your shoulders, declaring as they go that they don't even work in this department

I think the more accurate statement would be that they don't even work. Full stop.

There is apparently no incentive anymore for hardly anyone to be solicitous and helpful and yes, even a tad deferential, when somebody presenting as a customer -- without which, places which hope to sell things would be up a creek without a paddle, am I right -- requires something more than simply having been allowed to walk into the store and breathe the air.

So yes, when you encounter someone on the other side of the cashier desk who crackles with enthusiasm, it can and often does represent a delightful change of pace.

Even so. Like all things -- be they edible or less tangible -- buried beneath a metric ton of treacle, it has the potential to get out of hand faster than you can say pass the Splenda.

Go to the cabinet and grab your bottle of pancake syrup. I'll wait. Turn that thing bottoms-up and just gulp away like it's a cure for all that ails you.

See what I mean? A trifling amount of sweet-sweet goes a long long way.

Personally, I love vinegar. But that's a post for another day. And I will thank you not to snicker.

People say you catch more flies with honey but to quote my TG: Who needs flies?

Anyway I was in the aforementioned store for approximately twenty minutes, looking here and there for this and that, and the girl who was so glad that TG and I were there was right on my heels the entire time.

She enthused once more -- then once agin, then again, and then yet again -- that she was so glad we were there. So delighted we'd stopped by. So excited she'd gotten to help me. 

For a total of at least a dozen times. Make that a baker's dozen.

These repeated declarations of ecstasy were punctuated with utterances of dear and sweetie so many times, I began to be concerned that in some life I no longer remember, I truly knew this young lady and we'd been best of friends, or maybe I'd once saved her life or at least loaned her my jumper cables.

The last time she said she was so glad we'd come in that day, she fairly muttered it to herself, but in my direction. And do you know what I did? I laughed out loud. I probably shook my head too, in amazement.

When I left I told her, chin up chickie, and gave her a little side hug. I felt perhaps she needed it.

So then only a few days later, Erica and I went to one of our favorite restaurants for dinner. We had the nicest waitress.

And I do mean the nicest.

Because if she came by our table once to check and see: Y'all good? once, she did it eighty-five times during the course of our meal. Each time, her question was accompanied by a hopeful thumbs-up.

Now, I hasten to add that I prefer to have an attentive server. My measuring stick for whether they're any good is if I have to actually ask for a coffee refill, or if my cup is kept brimming with hot/fresh.

But there has to be somewhere between a bone-dry coffee cup and your server practically parking her carcass tableside to take your gustatorial temperature every sixteen seconds, where we can all agree to live together in peace.

Imagine: You are sitting across from your dinner companion and you've been out and about all day and you're famished and what you want more than a Chanel wardrobe is to consume your meal in relative calm and comfort, while conversing with said companion.

Instead of being allowed to do that, however, you are accosted after every third bite -- and I do not exaggerate -- and asked: Y'all good? And being forced to bob your head up and down to the point of passive whiplash in assent because of course you cannot actually answer since you are attempting to carry out the objective of your visit: finish your dinner.

The ninth or tenth time (one loses track) our waitress buzzed by and asked us: Y'all good? I looked at Erica -- mid-bite, mind you, for both of us -- and I opened my eyes real big as if to say What in the name of all that makes any sense to anyone does a person have to do to be granted a smidgen of privacy in which to eat their grilled chicken tenderloins around here?

Erica, mouth full, widened her eyes too and nodded in agreement because she'd been trying to tell me a story but had been interrupted so many times, she'd finally given up. It would have to wait until the drive home.

I briefly considered asking our server if she is familiar with the definition of insanity -- something I often think of asking certain people -- or, in the alternative, quoting a classic movie line a la Greta Garbo: I vant to be alone.

But I was afraid it would all be lost on her. Besides, she was too nice.

That's something which never troubles me in Happy Mediumville. I'm so glad I'm here.

Friday
Nov142014

Literally

I wish people would stop saying (and typing) the word literally when that's not what they mean.

I wish it in the same way I wish they'd stop resorting to overused fingernails-on-a-blackboard words like awesome and hubby, and punctuating every typed utterance with a string of inane exclamation points.

I wish it in the same way I wish they'd learn to use the apostrophe correctly (WHAT is so hard about singular possessive? Anyone?).

Speaking of anyone, would anyone care to learn the difference between the wonderful word everyday and the specific term every day?

Oh and while they're at it, I wish people would stop omitting the pronoun at the beginning of 99.9 percent of their enthusiastic online opinions.

Love it! Loving this! Totally doing this! Gonna make this tomorrow! Haven't seen that before! Have to try this one!!!!!!

I had to delete my Pinterest account because of that very thing. I could stand it no more. And yes, I realize I'm probably the only one bothered by the trend. I have made peace with that.

Then there's the sentence adverb. Hopefully ...

Never mind. I realize the use of hopefully at the beginning of a sentence has been widely accepted. Still. I hate it.

I hasten to add that hopefully is probably the only sentence adverb that offends me.

Clearly I am a hypocrite.

Be that as it may, you don't want to get me started on very unique. Aaaarrrrrrgh. Double aaarrrrghhhhhh.

It's horrible being OCD (and obnoxious) in the area of grammar, spelling, punctuation, and usage.

I wish I weren't. Sort of. Not really. #sorrynotsorry

And yes, in case you were thinking this very thought: I make mistakes too. Different ones. I wish I didn't. I wish I had a million bucks for every mistake I've ever made.

Then I'd happily go someplace where none of this mattered, splitting infinitives all the way. 

Speaking of wishes and bucks, here is an ad that makes me laugh. And I mean that in the literal sense.

=0=0=0=

Happy Friday ~ Happy Weekend

Wednesday
Nov122014

Wordless Wednesday :: Droolworthy

Tuesday
Nov112014

The greatest among you


=0=0=0=

Courage is almost a contradiction in terms.
It means a strong desire to live
taking the form of readiness to die.

G.K. Chesterton

=0=0=0=

Happy Tuesday ~ Happy Veterans Day
God Bless America
Friday
Nov072014

Speak of the devil

This is going around and no doubt you've seen it but nevertheless, I feel my commentary is needed.

And yes, this is what some (not me) would call a negative post -- not a unicorn in sight, no hand-holding, swaying to the plaintive strains of Kumbaya -- so if that sort of thing gives you a rash, do click out now.

You won't be missed.

My observations about what you just watched:

1.  That boy is not from around there.

2.  The whole thing was staged. As in, it wasn't the minor female's idea to do this; she was put up to it by an adult. Most likely the one holding the phone, making the video.

3.  The street preacher is exercising his right to free speech, a freedom protected by the Constitution.

4.  The minor female is doing the same thing.

However.

By screaming over the young man, insulting him and insisting that he shut up, the minor female is being rude, obstreperous, disrespectful, bratty, arrogant, blasphemous, inconsiderate, manipulative, crass, and a whole host of other equally unattractive and wholly inappropriate things.

She's not even a good little actress. Too aware of the camera.

The child needs to be taught manners, respect, decorum, tolerance -- that concept of which the godless left prates endlessly, but knows virtually nothing -- and the rudiments of conducting oneself in public with a modicum of class.

Not to mention First Amendment 101.

To include, yes dear, you have the right to free speech but so does everyone else. The issue of the child's execrable manners aside, she is exercising her right to speak, in order to tell him to shut up. And that's not her right and it's also not right. It's wrong.

You know I've got to say it: If I'd even thought of doing something like that when I was a kid, I would have been in for a whipping I'd not soon forget.

And I would have deserved it.

That's what this kid needs too. Except, for her, I fear it's already too late.

The die is cast. Sad but true.

And that is all for now.

Wednesday
Nov052014

Let's not dilly-dally boys

You've got to love that time-lapse feature on the new iOS8 upgrade.

I don't know how Andrew gets these videos but I hope it's with his GoPro.

However he does it, he manages to text these to me.

Yesterday, on a beautiful morning off the coast of Florida, the boy refueled a string of Lockheed Martin F-22 Raptors. In rapid succession.

The fighter planes had sortied out of Tyndall AFB in Panama City.

Watch closely and you can see Andrew sending two of them back when their position in the envelope was not to his satisfaction.

"Students," he told me.

Yes well you're all American heroes, I thought.

In this second video you can see from the shadows that they're flying in a circle.

That's called the MOA: Military Operations Area. Imagine a big air cylinder and the Stratotanker flies around at the top of it, waiting for the thirsty planes.

Isn't that interesting?

=0=0=0=

Happy Wednesday ~ God Bless America

Saturday
Nov012014

Sno ... what?

A long-standing meteorological record was resoundingly shattered in the midlands of South Carolina this morning.

As in, there was significant snowfall in the area. Measurable inches.

We saw not a flake at our house; it was all rain and wind, and very cold.

But a scant ten miles from our front door, it was another story altogether.

"This has been a historic event," WLTX News19 Meteorologist Daniel Bonds said. "It's unprecedented. I've run out of adjectives to describe it."

Yeah. You can only say "the white stuff" so many times.

TG saw the snow blanketing the ground as he went about his errands.

He brought me pictures on his iPad.

Until today, the earliest snowfall recorded in Columbia stood at nearly one hundred and one years ago: November 9, 1913.

Dagny slept through the whole thing, then came to see me.

We are warm and snug and looking forward to sunshine tomorrow.

Don't forget to Fall Back.

And that is all for now.