Geoff, Someone just e-mailed me your rather innovative letter to Lesotho, which I’ve pasted below to refresh your memory. Let me say plainly, despite your assertion to the contrary, that I’ve never touched Lesotho soil, or anyplace else on Lesotho….
Well, I don’t think there’s any way of figuring out the spelling, because according to the (supposedly) original script (http://www.hundland.com/scripts/FerrisBuellersDayOff.txt), on page 189, it’s: BOY: What’s your name? JEANIE: Jean. What’s yours? BOY: Garth Volbeck. And that’s all these grubby…
In January of this year, as this humble journal was approaching its first anniversary, our pioneering colleagues at Haypenny announced that the time had come to close its imaginary doors forever. Y.P.R. was shocked and saddened by this news,…
Dear Friends and Family, As the holiday season approaches, our family would like to share news of the extraordinary changes and growth we’ve experienced this year. As many of you know, my husband Frank has been prone to embarrassing bouts…
