Good evening.
How are you this evening? It is Friday, right? September 23rd, 2022 edition?
199 steps in Whitby photo by @DaveZ_UK.
“Alcoholic” is “a hard word to use for someone you love, and so my family avoided it,” David Sedaris writes. “Rather, we’d whisper, among ourselves, that Mom ‘had a problem,’ that she ‘could stand to cut back.’ ” https://t.co/RD1zYkHqUf
— The New Yorker (@NewYorker) September 19, 2022
— Black Lodge Cult (@BlackLCult) September 22, 2022
B-17, England pic.twitter.com/qN83Y5Pxhz
— Ron Eisele (@ron_eisele) September 22, 2022
That means a lot to me. One whole hell of a lot. Sure, go ahead, laugh if you want to. I've seen your type before: Flashy, making the scene, flaunting convention. Yeah, I know what you're thinking. What's this guy making such a big stink about old library books? #TV #Books pic.twitter.com/VYPRTBuKq0
— billyglenn (@billyglenn2000) September 21, 2022
Goodnight, I shall leave you with this picture of Melva Cornell from 1930. pic.twitter.com/VaiNAl6UtJ
— Sardonicus (@RealSardonicus) September 22, 2022
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