Puttin’ In The Ritz
Spring: So Close, I Can Almost Smell It!
Cafeteria Happy Hour: Gramps Plays “Air Piano”
Up Close And Personal With Your Date’s Festive, Chest Hair-Covered Scarf
Blossom Or Sue Heck?
When I discovered this shot of happy teens playing some version of Alsatian Red Rover, I couldn’t decide if the lass in stripes and updo was Blossom/The Big Bag Theory‘s Mayim Bialik
or The Middle’s Eden Sher.
What do you think?
Girl In Wallpaper Overalls Preps Face For Koi Tattoo
It’s Raining Grammar On National Grammar Day
We’re not used to witnessing actual precipitation in central Texas, but it appears that today’s brief-lived 72 degrees, which is dropping to 31 as I type, has brought with it some rain. They hardly look like raindrops, though. More like dashes and hyphens.
Odd, isn’t it?
It almost looks like staples.
Judd Nelson Stunned By 30th Anniversary of Breakfast Club
Can 30 years have already passed since the release of The Breakfast Club? Star Molly Ringwald is working the morning talk show circuit today, but where is the boy she winds up kissing at the end? Don’t you forget about him, Molly.
Thighmaster: Level Tree Bark
Sport 1949
“This world is but a canvas to our imagination.”– Thoreau
“Some painters transform the sun into a yellow spot, others transform a yellow spot into the sun.” — Pablo Picasso
“If you hear a voice within you say ‘you cannot paint,’ then by all means paint, and that voice will be silenced.” — Vincent Van Gogh
“No great artist ever sees things as they really are. If he did, he would cease to be an artist.” — Oscar Wilde
Wearing Poinsettias Like A Boss
I Don't Get It 
