With elections approaching, I’m reminded of Kerri Strug, the itsy-bitsy US gymnast who won hearts when she cracked her ankle, yet managed to smile though it.
Mr. Dickens’ Workshop is great. The kids learn all about the Industrial Revolution while having a chance of being pulled into the rusty, blood-spattered mills.
Glance at the sleeve art once or twice, take large chunks out of the press release, and intersperse it with random phrases from your little sister’s diary.
Gen X’ers and Gen Y’ers should quit believing all that stuff about how great it was back then, and start enjoying life, because things are a lot better now.
The car was around the corner, we’d left the engine running. She eased it out and drove away, we pulled the stockings off our heads and lit up cigarettes.
Frankie Yankovic, of Frankie Yankovic’s Polka Party, was once “King of Polka” and pride of Wisconsin, titles seldom given anyone removed from cheese production.