The Hot Toddy

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Ah, the finer things of life!

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 John McPhee writes some of the most interesting and informative non-fiction I have read.  He also writes for the New Yorker.
John McPhee writes some of the most interesting and informative non-fiction I have read.  He also writes for the New Yorker.Labels: reading
 This looks interesting.  A bit outdated perhaps?  Perhaps not, though.  I have recently been in several social situations where what people thought of as socially acceptable was particularly annoying (read text messaging).  I can't wait to find out what faux pas I have been committing.
This looks interesting.  A bit outdated perhaps?  Perhaps not, though.  I have recently been in several social situations where what people thought of as socially acceptable was particularly annoying (read text messaging).  I can't wait to find out what faux pas I have been committing.
    
Put on those boots as you walk to work.  What a pleasant surprise.  Also, I can't get this song out of my head.  As near as I can tell the words don't mean much of anything.  It is rather peppy and cathartic though. And I should point out that the refrain which begins with "nobody knows you..." seems to be in a positive rather than depressive light.
Yesterday I joined a climbing gym.  There's nothing like waking up in the morning with your arms and back completely torn up.  I'm serious - it's an addictive feeling.