Hubby and I stopped at Savers yesterday. We like to pop in now and again, a habit that has carried over from our business, when we were looking for mid-century modern housewares and décor to clean up for resale. My favorite part of the store, no surprise here, is the book section. I typically wind up finding (relatively) current fiction to purchase. Yesterday’s find was “Cloud Atlas” by David Mitchell, a book that was recommended…
Hubby and I were out and about yesterday, running some errands. At one point, we were stopped at a traffic light, waiting for it to turn green, sitting behind a pickup truck. The tailgate of the black pickup was filled with text. Quite a lot of text. In columns even. It appeared to be a documentation of the owner’s entire time in military service, where they served and what years, along with the training they…
Recently, my husband and I were watching an old episode of The New Detectives, a crime show that investigated actual cases, on Netflix. During a particular episode in which a guy was found to have killed an ex-girlfriend, it was revealed that he had been referred for anger management classes. Upon hearing that term, I realized that it seems to have faded away from public consciousness. It was a term that was used a lot…