Poppets, there are just some days of the year when I go limp. Really. I don’t move much. I’m glummer than hell, bordering on teary, and because my natural state is pathologically chipper…it always confuses me. Until I remember what day it is. It’s always a day when one of…
Tag: grief
Dancers taking a break curbside in Los Angeles during the 1930s… I leave this in the capable hands of Andrew Sullivan because I am too overwhelmed to comment. Face Of The Day Apr 15 2013 @ 5:40pm Explosions At 117th Boston Marathon Victims are in shock and being treated at…