Don told me that he found the best. tumblr. ever.
I told him we could contribute to that feed every day.
“I was mad you left me alone, so I ate my own bed.”
“I didn’t like the way he was looking at me, so I ate your sock monkey.”
“Speaking of socks, I ate those, too.”
“Drillmaster,” he said, “this is not alagai’sharak as we were taught it.” -The Desert Spear
I think I win this one.
“The quality of laughter is so incredible and deep and real and serious.”
Nope, I do!
“He can’t look at me — his eyes are closed, his fave is all scrunched up.”
“Define Task-Based Audience Segments.”
I think the only way to do this meme with professional books.
“Carved stone reliefs at the palace do not show him sipping beer through a straw; instead, he is depicted elegantly balancing a shallow bowl, probably made of gold, on the tips of the fingers of his right hand, so that it is level with his face.”
I’ll take it. From A History of the World in 6 Glasses. At least, that’s what’s at the top of what my Kindle says is page 45.
Bwa ha ha:
… over-sized sea cliffs and densely forested mountains barely start to describe it’s majesty.
Can you tell what’s wrong with this table? Don’s cooked noodle dish is half gone and my dinner, sushi, is not even served yet. Terrible kitchen flow.
After leaving Cape Cod, we drove to Boston to visit friends Greg and Chris and their two children, Peter and Sarah. We relaxed in the pool, took the Duck Tour in downtown Boston, visited the Science Museum, shared a lobster dinner and went to an amazing restaurant. We had a great time (especially when Sarah told me she loves me 100 percent).
A stroll through Nickerson State Park before we said goodbye to Cape Cod.
Just down the street from our cottage was Paine’s Creek Beach in Brewster, Mass. Great sunset views.
A few shots from our whale watching tour off the coast of Cape Cod.