A tip of the hat and a drop of a tear over the demise of the oil paint filter in the form that we liked in PS6. We're getting some rain finally, just in time. Ironically after driving through storms and risking life and limb, we would always arrive home to parched and dry lawn. Today (or yesterday now, I suppose) is the anniversary of the first publication of Catcher in the Rye. Salinger appears to have been an odd fellow, hiding out all of those years. There are reports that his writing output was huge, with all of it not published and forbidden to be so for 50 years after his death. I wish his stuff was available in eBook. So strange.
"I don't exactly know what I mean by that,
but I mean it."
supposedly a quote from