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I love this.

Hairy situation


All the long beards I have seen of late?

They’ve got nothing on this guy.

And he’s from way back when. (And spends his time now in a steakhouse…where real men go to die).

Chalk it up

Chalk drawings on the sidewalks of Manhattan have gotten more professional and more prevalent in the last year.

But I’ve never caught a chalk artist ‘in the act’ until today.


I know lettering is an art unique to each hand, but I was curious how they made the colors so saturated.

The secret?  Water.  They dip the chalk in water.

I was kinding expecting something…more.

Prescription filled



There is a silent auction going on at my hotel in Denver.


Or that’s how it was advertised in the lobby.

I was admiring all the items up for bid — trips, event tickets,  spa services. The auction appeared to be part of another conference on site.

But now I realize the ‘silent’ part was for anyone who a) was leaving the hotel or b) was staying on a very high floor.

This thing is LOUD. And full blown auctioneer style.

People checking in must think they have to bid on their room rates. Geez.

Heads up

The subway ride home from work was really crowded today. So I was forced to stand, my arm stretched to hold the upper rail.


The gentleman sitting on the bench directly in front of me dozed off. His head began to dip lower and lower. Eventually the top of his head hit me in the stomach.

He jumped. I I jumped. But he didn’t wake up completely,  so pretty soon his head fell back down and hit me in the stomach. This continued for another two subway stops.

Then I moved my purse so it hung in front of my stomach. The next time his head dipped, it encountered cold, black leather.

That seemed to do the trick. He woke up, stood up and got off the train at the next stop.

Heads up, buddy.

US Open haiku

Go, underdog, go
I cheered today, but alas
Only Kevin heard.