Thanks to a cold snap and high winds, a whole new crop of leaves has descended onto my habitat. Rather than fighting the traffic at the malls, I’ll be harvesting via trusty rake. No blowers allowed. This is supposed to be a quiet time of year.
Glad to see some traffic on this blog. Want to see its blood pressure rise? Here goes: I saw Barbra Streisand last night. She was wonderful. The movie was awful (Meet the Fockers), but cheesy and over the top enough to merit viewing. What stood out was that the Streisand persona was nothing like the uptight, humorless Democratic Stalinoid she’s become.
Who’d have thunk it — Streisandism with a human face!
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