The first: Saturday night Mr. Isbell and I saw Inglourious Basterds at Brewvies, and a lot of the time I couldn’t help but think, “Illinois Nazis. I hate Illinois Nazis.”
The second: While I never had to be a juror last week, that trip to Florida I was worried about is happening tonight and tomorrow. So I’m hitting the road and Toby is currently sitting next to my overnight bag, looking worried.
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That picture is classic. 🙂 I somehow found your blog when I googled the phrase, “living through someone else” because I couldn’t remember the word vicariously. Go figure.