The Permanent Maternal Record
Or: Life (and death) as we know it
Eos remembers: “One day, when I was 5 years old, I decided to run away. Mom had scolded me for something, and my feelings were hurt.
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Random Harvest (No. 13)
Not so very long ago, not so very far away.
A gallery of photographs, in memory of Apollo 8 — half a century in our past.
Behold the blue planet!
https://www.theatlantic.com/photo/2018/12/photos-50-years-since-apollo-8-showed-us-earthrise/578674/?
Random Harvest (No. 12)
The highfalutin pleasures (and: It takes all kinds!)
Glittering well is the best revenge.
Random Harvest (No. 11)
The simple (albeit complicated) pleasures
Rube Goldberg would be so proud if he could see this!
It’s the final month of a year ending in 8. Time for new wheels?
Till death us do part
‘Tis the Season Division
An entry in the Permanent Spousal Record maintained by DebK of Rosemount: “Taxman and I are not gift-giving (to each other) people. Still, every decade, Taxman is taken with the notion that ‘the Bride’ ought to have a new car.
“Much about this phenomenon is predictable. It manifests in years ending in an 8 — and always in December, when Taxman is convinced that ‘deals’ are to be had, and just in time for him to boast to the kids that ‘This year, I’m getting Mom something for Christmas — something really big!’
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