Fine. Excellent. Well done. Going just right. Swell. *Snore.*
How wistfully do we tread through life, looking for better adjectives to battle-harden our vocabulary, and how often do we …
Fine. Excellent. Well done. Going just right. Swell. *Snore.*
How wistfully do we tread through life, looking for better adjectives to battle-harden our vocabulary, and how often do we …
Sitting down to read my November issue of More Magazine, the title below caught my eye and in particular a word on page 78 as I read A DATE WITH THE MAN THAT GOT AWAY.
*This is the issue I’m featured in, page 148, for my work with Project F.A.R.M. (First-class American Rural Made). Make sure you pick up a copy, on newsstands now!
Do you ever just lay back, stare at the clouds … and take a moment out of the day? I did, and I wondered where this cloud wandered whilst it was whispering its whimsical story …
Irving Berlin‘s song “Easter Parade” talks about finding yourself in the rotogravure.
What?
“The photographers will snap us
And you’ll find that you’re
In the rotogravure.”
Rotogravure. Merry-go-round? Snooty name for restroom?
Rotogravure \ˌrō-tə-grə-ˈvyur\
Zephyr. Bad gas? Distant cousin to sulphur? How about something related to dinosaurs? The big toe of a brontosaurus? Louis L’Amour sidekick?