Don't get me wrong, I love disasters

[sovay]

Happy ninety-fifth anniversary, Boston Molasses Flood. You remain one of the weirdest disasters I know to have overtaken a city and in combination with the London Beer Flood would have been one of the worst milkshake ideas I've ever heard. I hope for some equally weird commemoration in five years.

In the meantime—

The glaciers of northern Italy give back their dead of World War I.

The Porpentine Players get a shout-out from DigBoston. (That's derspatchel with the crutches. He doesn't look bad in a watch cap. The flat cap is snazzier.)

Oh, whatever. This song is hilarious.

I have a doctor's appointment for my back tomorrow.

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[madwriter.livejournal.com]

>>The glaciers of northern Italy give back their dead of World War I.<<

Dang.

Of course I can't decide if I think this is more interesting, or would rather have seen them turn Iceman, hidden away to be revealed in another 5,000 years.

[sovay]

Of course I can't decide if I think this is more interesting, or would rather have seen them turn Iceman, hidden away to be revealed in another 5,000 years.

See above to nineweaving; I like that they mean something to the people who have seen the ice yield up its dead.