TWO DEGREES OF SEPARATION
Yesterday, I met some more new people and found out that I'm a mere two degrees of separation from Mr. Thomas Hillfiger. Turns out he's an Elmira, NY native. I heard some rather unflattering things about him from the person who states he's had personal interactions with the man. Like Tommy cares, right? So long as the world buys his marked clothing.
It comes to mind that because of previous jobs I've held, I've got several two-degree separations from rapper Lil' Bow Wow, who I guess prefers to be called Bow Wow. Anyway, Lil' Bow Wow doesn't have too too many fans in his place of origin, either.
You can say the same about a certain carpenter from Nazareth. Heck, if He got a bad rap, you can just imagine what anyone else would go through, right?
Let's see, I also got to visit a monastary. It was fairly remote, but the best thing about it was that you could almost hear the silence.
I returned to the cemetary containing Samuel Langhorne Clemens's gravesite so that E. could take some random video shots of the place, including, of course, the Langdon family plot. It's amazing the details you can pick up about a family by their plots. I've all but forgotten the personal details about Mark Twain learned prior to reading Huck Finn, but it was interesting to note the grave marker of a son of Mark Twain who passed at a mere 2 years of age.
I AM ABOUT TO ENTER ANOTHER DIMENSION
No, not the Twilight Zone. No, not an acid trip. No, I'm not dabbling in witchcraft. But I will be in another time and place and (virtually) incommunicado for the duration of the weekend. More on that when I return.
Yesterday, I met some more new people and found out that I'm a mere two degrees of separation from Mr. Thomas Hillfiger. Turns out he's an Elmira, NY native. I heard some rather unflattering things about him from the person who states he's had personal interactions with the man. Like Tommy cares, right? So long as the world buys his marked clothing.
It comes to mind that because of previous jobs I've held, I've got several two-degree separations from rapper Lil' Bow Wow, who I guess prefers to be called Bow Wow. Anyway, Lil' Bow Wow doesn't have too too many fans in his place of origin, either.
You can say the same about a certain carpenter from Nazareth. Heck, if He got a bad rap, you can just imagine what anyone else would go through, right?
Let's see, I also got to visit a monastary. It was fairly remote, but the best thing about it was that you could almost hear the silence.
I returned to the cemetary containing Samuel Langhorne Clemens's gravesite so that E. could take some random video shots of the place, including, of course, the Langdon family plot. It's amazing the details you can pick up about a family by their plots. I've all but forgotten the personal details about Mark Twain learned prior to reading Huck Finn, but it was interesting to note the grave marker of a son of Mark Twain who passed at a mere 2 years of age.
I AM ABOUT TO ENTER ANOTHER DIMENSION
No, not the Twilight Zone. No, not an acid trip. No, I'm not dabbling in witchcraft. But I will be in another time and place and (virtually) incommunicado for the duration of the weekend. More on that when I return.
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