the food is exquisite

I will be teaching my nieces and nephews this exact move, stolen from marty reisman, the table tennis hustler who inspired marty supreme:

He bought three-piece suits for his kindergarten-age grandsons, coaching them to repeat a favored line to waiters at fancy restaurants: “The food is exquisite. Compliments to the chef.”

seen in a santa fe mexican food restaurant

the lil sombrero atop the tree

all day, every day, just resetting cobblestones

from this sweet article about the team that fixes new york city’s cobblestones:

“It’s hard work, a lot of people don’t want to do this,” said Anthony Gianfrancesco, 46, who supervises the Transportation Department bricklayers. “It’s all day, every day, just resetting cobblestones.”

another Santa hat at the airport

somewhat camouflaged, but maybe even actually SANTA?

you gotta give it to this security person

trying to just add a little zip to the proceedings

my life has been an amazing journey

from the obituary of gil gerard, the lead in Buck Rogers:

When announcing his death, Ms. Gerard also posted a note that Mr. Gerard had recently written on social media.

“If you are reading this, then Janet has posted it as I asked her to,” it read. “My life has been an amazing journey. The opportunities I’ve had, the people I’ve met and the love I have given and received have made my 82 years on the planet deeply satisfying.”

“Don’t waste your time on anything that doesn’t thrill you or bring you love,” he added. “See you out somewhere in the cosmos.”

outfit ✨

isabella

related to this (twofold)

from Miranda July’s newsletter (can’t 100% endorse but also it does speak to me):

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I’m always trying to ESCAPE, tempted by freedom and no rules and maybe even more importantly — no expectations? this is fading as I get older but just — the idea of having no commitments / responsibilities / stakes in the ground is alluring (but also the opposite, too, of what I want!). I feel so bad for ross because I was completely fritzed these past three years with my mom and was only seeking rest and comfort when I wasn’t caretaking and now am trying to repair and get back into my body and my brain and find out how to live again? because I still 99% want to rest. but he’s ready to GO and wondering, hey that big burden is gone, can’t we party/go back to the old ways? and i feel like I’ve lost sight of / lost my understanding of how to live exactly.

so anyyyyyyyway — but — I am alive!!!!

good fit