Today’s news is too bleak to bear, between the bullets, bombs, and boors, so here’s a glimpse at what’s in store for us.
If you like that (or even if you don’t) then read this short story, Appraisals, by Robert Long Foreman, although I would not be surprised to learn it’s at least part memoir. Regardless, read it and do one less regrettable thing for the race to add to its store of regrettable things today.
I went to the Antiques Roadshow with my mother’s green marble frog in the inside pocket of the jacket of the black suit I wore to her funeral that morning. I had taken the frog from her house. I wanted to know what it was worth.