Ocean

It may have been the moon, it may have been the demands of the workplace, but all last night I was buoyed by emails from blogger friends who...

every hour a "you got mail" 

Why do I think that the night was especially difficult only for bloggers? Because I know for a fact that film stars, for example, had no tro...

Here are things running through my head as I work my way through the night: 1. Lots of airline tickets (in this way I would beef up my fr...

This afternoon I entered another universe. A galactic space of metal and metallic lacquer: moro blue, brilliant black, ocean blue (no, dear ...

This one. I love it. Do I? 

Is that ever a classy rear end! 

Look at that grin as she flies through the blazing stars of the Audi galaxy 

Expect an Althouse blog post about her new baby. With pictures. 

Finally, signing on the dotted line. For a car that may be getting off the boat tomorrow. maybe. 

After a day that is convoluted and not a little unusual, it’s so nice to come home to an email asking for a recipe for last night’s dessert....

It's 3:15. My two friends aren't here to pick me up. The movie starts in 40 minutes, there's time. It's 3:30. How dare t...

The main shower in this house comes with one of those faux-marble interiors, where patterns are randomly worked into the surface (it came th...

the dancer does a leap, while the man with one huge eye (and the other squinting) watched 

a huge flat face with Beethoven-like hair 

terrifying 

Tonight , A , B, B, & F had a blogger-dinner here and you can follow the events on their respective blogs. Me, I wrote nothing. I ...

I thought of those lyrics this morning, at dawn, when I decided (Lord only knows why) to set out for a hike in Owen Woods. The drama of it i...

Where’s the path?  

Hey, great! Thank you, wild animal with the deep tracks. WILD ANIMAL WITH THE DEEP TRACKS??