This is your brain on the holidays
I like shiny things.
Author: theogeo
Cats. Typefaces. Bad jokes.
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A very Turner Thanksgiving
The family re-enacted Thursday’s dinner for me today. It was carb-tastically awesome, of course. And then my mom demanded that we go into the living room and take a family picture. So we mustered up all the maturity we could. And now we’re pulling boxes and boxes of Christmas decorations out of the attic. It looks to be a very long night.
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Just another Saturday at work
3-something p.m.: I notice that the analog clock on the wall near the design desk is way behind (or ahead, I guess). It reads 9-something. 5 p.m.: The clock begins making a pained humming noise, as if its insides are revving up out of madness. I give the clock a mean sideways glance and say, “That is gonna have to stop or I am going to find somewhere else to work.” I continue giving the…
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Thankfulness
My mom called me the other night, crying. I thought something was wrong. Turns out she had just seen this Mother’s Day tribute on my Flickr for the first time, and it moved her to tears. She got all choked up while leaving me a voicemail, and again when I called her right back. “Well, I just have to know. Were you drunk?” she joked. I assured her that no, I hadn’t been. Or well,…
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In which my cats teach you an important history lesson
A Thanksgiving Story from Lindsey Turner on Vimeo. Happy Thanksgiving, y’all.
I'm posting about my damn cats again
Felix’s comeback
Last week was hell on steroids. Phil and I went back and forth and back and forth about Felix’s health. He’s old — seven and a half (that’s geriatric for Marshall Farms ferrets, sadly) — and he’s been having these weird fainting-type spells that he’s so far, luckily, snapped out of every time. Knowing the signs of adrenal disease and cancer from Gonzo’s battle with both two years ago, we didn’t hold out much hope…
food friends
Foodstuffs
Dang, my friends can cook. And they’re spilling secrets like beans from a bag with a big ol’ hole in it. Come for the links, stay for the bad similes!
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Even in death, Scrap Flowers Crutcher can’t catch a break
(That’s bird poop.) Seen at Elmwood Cemetery yesterday.
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Dudecam
I usually count myself as a card-carrying man-hater, but this right here might just redeem all y’all menfolk. HT: Brittney’s Flickr
randomosity
Est arrivé!
Tasting notes: Nose full of cherries. On the tongue, it’s incredibly tart and, as usual, jammy and not very complex. But, well, it’s not supposed to make you think. The people in this story say it tastes like pears and raspberries. Raspberries I can definitely see. But pear? Maybe by the fourth glass. Suckily, it’s pricier this year — $20 a pop — because of a bad crop (despite news reports claiming that prices wouldn’t…
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