
cozy on the sill above the radiator...

Looking across toward NY from Ft. Lee Historic Park...

This is a piece of down that snuck out of my coat this morning. Its so light it floats and is drawn by even the slightest waft of air or static electricity. I put it on my desk and blew it into the air, and it floated for a second - looking like a tendriled anemone - then drifted back toward my coat on the chair about 3 feet away, where it landed delicately, as if longing for proximity to its brothers and sisters.
I wonder what the goose thinks.
So the transition to self-hosting is complete, thus the new url: thomasianbrown.com/blog. Had some glitches with posting stuff, but it all works now.
I do realize that this message is of no importance, but part of the fun of doing the blog for me is effing around with the technology.
We're havin' some folks over for drinks tomorrow night, since its a long weekend.

Looks odd, sounds gross, tastes FUCKING AWESOME...my dinner/late snack tonight:
4 Morningstar Farms breakfast patties topped with sour cream and Frank's hot sauce, perhaps the two greatest condiments of all time. Frank's is definitely #1.

I think I might have killed my bonsai when I didn't water it while I was in Spain...its all dry and crumbly now. I'll be sure to post health tracker updates...

QUICK! Look right...I got it. It was the folder issue, for all those die-hard readers on the edges of their seats.

Valentine's day rose at the bodega across the street...snapped during purchase of first heineken mentioned above...


Look how spent I look. My right eye looks like its dead and starting to roll back into my head, and I have a hooligan haircut...

This is me right after I posted that last entry. I also posted a pic of me looking like I just rolled out of the grave, friggin scary.

BLIZZARD...
Had more than two feet of snow here overnight, and its still coming down, if barely. This is looking out our livingroom window onto Pinehurst Ave.

Andrea's Johnny Cash impersonation.
We went to Logan and Betsy's tonight to watch the superbowl. Logan and Betsy always put out a fab spread. It always makes me and Andrea feel like we need to have people over, because we always go over there.
I forget why Andrea was giving me the finger.