My eyes are taking some time to focus this morning, so I’m occasionally lifting my glasses and putting my nose on my laptop screen. No idea why you would need to know that.
Haven’t read one of these stories in a while, but I guess that even in a post-Osama-Bin-Laden world, some people still wet their pants at the sight of a Muslim on a plane.
I’m guessing that the pants-wetting will go on longer in Texas than in some other states.
On love literature. No way to make a good segue there.
Or here–Giraffes Drawn by People Who Should Not Be Drawing Giraffes.
And finally, I haven’t posted a link to Regretsy in a while, so you’re welcome–a stick that’s not just a stick.
