A dying art form… writing letters.
This back-of-record-label went between my brother and me for almost five years. We put the location and date from where and when we sent letters to each other.
I treasure that label. (Actually, he has it. I have a color photocopy.) A previous or past label may reside in one of my boxes.
We stopped the label exchange many years ago. But we still write letters to each other, though not as much as we used to. Email is much faster and easier. But way less satisfying. (Maybe I should take my fingers off the keyboard and pick up a pen. Phil Gerbyshak might agree with me.)
This clothes cleaning establishment’s logo was so bad I had to show it to you, my friends.
So I was working away. I looked out the window and the icicles hanging from our tree looked exactly like those skinny silver strips of foil that people hang from their Christmas trees.
(My daughter is a beauty – but she is not Danish.)
First, my full disclosure: I am neither Republican nor Democrat. I feel like both parties have some things right and some things wrong.
Google runs the world. Well, not quite. But they obviously have a massive impact in the sphere of internet use.
It’s true – I worry enough about what people think that I could not wear this hoodie in public. But I think it’s very cool.
I monitor 
