"Yeah, things have a decidedly Book of Revelation sort of feel. All that’s missing is the Whore of Babylon—although we did get Kimberly Guilfoyle at CPAC, so maybe it’s a wash."
I'm going to be laughing and cackling about this gem all day. Thanks Greg. As always.
The End Times… yep. It’s all happened before of course. The 70’s? I am pretty sure there was some kinda bad stuff going on then. It was a either a slightly vaguer version of bad or I was too busy being a child bride to get excited about wars and plagues and political mayhem. I recall being particularly fond of an orange fondu pot. Getting that cheese to melt right was NOT easy. I think the trick is the wine..or was it beer..I can’t remember. I recommend fondue therapy for anyone out there that is finding the current reality troublesome. Now at 72 my sight has cleared remarkably. I only read the news once a week cause, heck, how could I eat my eggs in the morning with equanimity while mouthing , ‘OH Shit’ over and over again. There are no UK vintage fondue pots in the wilds of North Wales so I taken to long epson salt baths, kind of a pre mummification ritual. When things really get dire I go outside and stick my head in the sweet-pea patch which smell like hope and old faded handkerchiefs and last forever when cut. Anything but cheese. For hope needs a poet and as G K Chesterton said,
“Poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese.”
What a treasure. Thank you. I could literally SEE that house awash with all its fascinating "stuff." Reminds me of the way Pier I used to be way back when...it was a weird and wonderful place to spend an afternoon, everything in a jumble and just waiting to be discovered.
Thank you so much I have read it practically none stop. I was 17 in 75 so this book did bring back some wild and crazy memories and I could relate coming from a "Lutheran" Family, my parents were not too bad though but church choir and all, it sounded familiar. Thanks, Greg.
"Yeah, things have a decidedly Book of Revelation sort of feel. All that’s missing is the Whore of Babylon—although we did get Kimberly Guilfoyle at CPAC, so maybe it’s a wash."
I'm going to be laughing and cackling about this gem all day. Thanks Greg. As always.
Sounding like a hilarious summer read, thanks!
Thanks for introducing this author. I just bought Mary Jane and can’t wait to continue reading it!
The End Times… yep. It’s all happened before of course. The 70’s? I am pretty sure there was some kinda bad stuff going on then. It was a either a slightly vaguer version of bad or I was too busy being a child bride to get excited about wars and plagues and political mayhem. I recall being particularly fond of an orange fondu pot. Getting that cheese to melt right was NOT easy. I think the trick is the wine..or was it beer..I can’t remember. I recommend fondue therapy for anyone out there that is finding the current reality troublesome. Now at 72 my sight has cleared remarkably. I only read the news once a week cause, heck, how could I eat my eggs in the morning with equanimity while mouthing , ‘OH Shit’ over and over again. There are no UK vintage fondue pots in the wilds of North Wales so I taken to long epson salt baths, kind of a pre mummification ritual. When things really get dire I go outside and stick my head in the sweet-pea patch which smell like hope and old faded handkerchiefs and last forever when cut. Anything but cheese. For hope needs a poet and as G K Chesterton said,
“Poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese.”
What a treasure. Thank you. I could literally SEE that house awash with all its fascinating "stuff." Reminds me of the way Pier I used to be way back when...it was a weird and wonderful place to spend an afternoon, everything in a jumble and just waiting to be discovered.
Thank you so much I have read it practically none stop. I was 17 in 75 so this book did bring back some wild and crazy memories and I could relate coming from a "Lutheran" Family, my parents were not too bad though but church choir and all, it sounded familiar. Thanks, Greg.