Give me an Irish funeral and an even more Irish wake. I have but nary a drop of Irish in me but I hope those that mourn can make it up in whiskey. I want singing and dancing and music and drinking — drinking enough to remember but not so much as to forget.
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Same Shoe, Different Factory: Who Makes Your Running Shoes
Only two major running brands still own their factories. The rest rent from the same pool of contractors. Many do so with no commitment past the current order.
Very interesting and informative. It’ll certainly change how I think about running shoes.
It’s all going too fast.
Tonight is the opening night for Whimsy. The final opening night for Beatrix at Circus Juventas. I’m not nearly as emotional as I will be for the final show on August 9th but close.
She’s been performing there nearly her entire life (since age 3). It’ll be hard to imagine it without her.
Nicholas Bate of Hunter Gatherer 21C with an important reminder:“You were, for long stretches, simply out of reach.”
My sister is doing some research on our family at The Library of Congress and came across some of my Great Grandfather’s papers. Mixed within was this art masterpiece by the famed 3 year old poet and print artist Patrick Rhone.
Things The French Find Completely Bizarre – Kimberly Wheeler
Not every thought needs to be announced.
Not every moment needs to become content.
Not every silence needs to be filled.
I think the French have it right.
Congrats to Manu Moreale on 150 interviews completed for his wonderful People and Blogs series. I was honored to be one of those 150.
We often forget how inexpensive it is (often free, in fact) it is to completely make someone’s day/week/year or, even, give them a memory they will cherish for life.