April 7 – 11, 2014
This week we say a sad but temporary ciao to Sally and a delighted ecco! to Craig Childs, and no, I don’t have a clue what he’s doing in that photograph.
Sports programs measuring themselves by winning instead of by kick-ass players who also know how to lose are, says Christie, purely missing the point.
Craig goes to the back of the frozen beyond and meets, of all people, a lost, hungry, and maybe even stupid Japanese tourist. He suspects this has been the case for centuries.
Just quit arguing about evolution vs creation, says Erik. Your opinion doesn’t matter and you know the whole thing is best as entertainment anyway.
Helen turned out to have nailed the date of peak bloom of the DC cherry trees. Oh spring, you’ve been gone so long, we missed you so much, and you’re such a blessed sight for sore eyes.
I watch Garwin: the Movie; in the opening scene, a precise old hand spills out a pillcase next to a keyboard and in the sky, the blossom of a mushroom cloud unfolds.