When I do count the clock that tells the time
and see the brave day sink into night.
When I recall the violet past her prime
and sable'd curls all silvered with white.
When lofty trees I see barren of leaves
no longer shading summer's glorious green.
My sweet thy beauty dies as others grows.
March 21, 2010
January 16, 2010
Bill Murray
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Yes, Bill Murray. I mean, c'mon, look at this picture. This fellow is hi-larious. For every lady out there that appreciates someone who can talk fluently in funny voices and give dead-pan comic delivery like no other - this is a man you can definitely sink your teeth into. Accusations by his last wife of infidelity and abuse aside, there is no doubt about his talent. All he has to do is walk onto the screen and I'm laughing. I consider him one of the greatest actors / performers of my time.
Laughing is so sexy.
January 1, 2010
Northern Waters Smokehaus, Duluth
Holy Salamini!
I don't see that NW Smokehaus has the salamini on their website for internet orders, but we bought some from the shop and served it at our New Year's gathering.
I had never heard of salamini before (only salami) and I don't understand the difference. Research required, but...
Oh my. So so good.
Try some!
I don't see that NW Smokehaus has the salamini on their website for internet orders, but we bought some from the shop and served it at our New Year's gathering.
I had never heard of salamini before (only salami) and I don't understand the difference. Research required, but...
Oh my. So so good.
Try some!
December 29, 2009
Louis Jadot, Beaujolais-Villages 2008
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This is for our evenings in Duluth, listening to the Superior waves crash against the shore not 20 yards away. The lake is so sullen and beautiful in winter. Except for the constant beat of the tide it is silent, the ice gray water blanketed by the changing sky rolls all the way to the horizon and there is nothing else. Just:
Water.
Sky.
My boys and
A glass of wine.
December 28, 2009
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