It's got to happen sometime—until then, raise a drink
I slept almost eight hours. I forgot that spring in New England lasts about that long these days; by the time I was walking to M.F. Dulock in order to pick up an order for myself and my parents, it was eighty degrees out and humid as soup. The thunderstorm held off until this evening when I was talking with
selkie. (Members of our household brought us both cookies! It was almost like sharing a meal!) Best prize for worst wearing of a mask seen so far in these pestilential days goes to the dude sitting on the curb on Highland smoking with his mask pulled up over his forehead, where I guess it was protecting his third eye. I really don't want the state reopening on Monday. Somerville has extended its citywide state of emergency provisionally until December.
I have been rewatching Black Narcissus (1947) because Ian McDowell was talking about it. I can't wear shorts like David Farrar can, but I do covet Mr. Dean's hat.

I have been rewatching Black Narcissus (1947) because Ian McDowell was talking about it. I can't wear shorts like David Farrar can, but I do covet Mr. Dean's hat.

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That's what that yellow thingumbob is.
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Oh, good, just what this dystopia needs.
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But the kid's right:
If Batman were actually a Gotham City cop…
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I am also fascinated, by which I do not mean that I am enjoying, the number of people who cover their mouths but not their noses, as if the nostrils are not involved in the respiratory process at all.
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Asked people to go back to work and then panic about public transport.
A clue, they need one!
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They carefully tugged the strings up a bit, I read their lips, they put their mask back on again, touching only the strings, and I was able to make my purchase.
(This has really driven home the need for elocution classes in my area, wow.)
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Man, I think we're down out through the wrong leg of the Trousers of Time and are well into the Inside-Out Socks of Dystopia.
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It sounds like a public service to me.
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And they smell so funky.
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It's not like there aren't plenty out here for the taking!
(Good luck.)
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I am glad that the people in your area are being protective of one another. I really appreciate the passerby who approached without a mask the other night when
(This has really driven home the need for elocution classes in my area, wow.)
(I can see that.)
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That is not an inapt description of Mr. Dean's dress sense. He does appear to own enough of a formal suit that he shows up black-tie for Christmas, but he is also drunk at the time and wearing a fur coat that may at one time have been a yak, so it evens out. He also considers shirts optional. Hat and short-shorts, however, are a must.
(I do not exaggerate the shorts. This isn't even the best shot of him in them.)
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Well done.
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