To The Manner Born

Life in the closing days of the empire

Friday, October 30, 2009

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Mark your calendar. I'll be back November 10. Need a little vacation first. Toad
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Monday, September 21, 2009

THE haircut

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I was at the barber earlier this week. Long time readers may recall the woman who cuts my hair is gorgeous, and barely street legal. As a ...
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Sunday, September 20, 2009

Remember what happened to Howard Beale

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I don't care to have that happen to me! Friends, I have thought about this long and hard for the past several weeks, and I have finally...
Friday, September 18, 2009

Strassenfest

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Much of my misspent youth was centered around River City and its environs. If you took a generous view of what constituted a suburb, many o...
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Thursday, September 17, 2009

You know those days...

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Those days you can't wait to get everyone out of the house? Or look forward to a half hour alone in the car? Those days you just want ...
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Wednesday, September 16, 2009

After the whites, before the tweeds

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I had begun this post several days ago. Then things turned ugly crazy around here, and I stopped, picked it up again, stopped, and decided ...
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Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Any thoughts?

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I know, my closet is full, but I have this suede shoe thing. The shoes are on EBAY, my size, and I am selling two things whose auctions clos...
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Advice to young fathers, and a reminder to others

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Gentlemen: My father in law, Oscar the Grouch, generally begins these sorts of lectures with, " Free advice is worth what you pay for ...
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Monday, September 14, 2009

Carla Bruni

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Ladies, please work with me here. It's Friday, late afternoon. You've had a tough week. Your beloved, who has thoughtfully sent th...
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Saturday, September 12, 2009

The Patch Tweed Scarf

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This is another great idea that has a thousand fathers, and whose fate may depend upon you and one very creative woman. For the past couple ...
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Friday, September 11, 2009

Location, Location, Location

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Mrs. T's TIVO never, ever shuts off. It can be infuriating at 1:30 Am to try to watch a program only to find TIVO is already recordi...
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Thursday, September 10, 2009

Final Bill

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Mrs. T well understands that if bill paying fell under my area of responsibility we would be homeless in several months. For better or worse...
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Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Tailgate Mel

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I am uncertain whether Mel of I Pick Pretty will remember this shoot. Taken at a UT football tailgate party. One can tell it's Texas...
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A Wedding Question please

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Mrs. T and I were discussing the upcoming wedding of the daughter of friends and a question arose neither of us could answer. I look to yo...
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Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Ted's bad night

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It's tough being owned by the world's dumbest dog. When he understood that the universe revolves around him, and that humans are on...
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Monday, September 7, 2009

Peter Beard - Cool Guy

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I've been taking a ramble through post WW 1 Africa lately. Idina Sackville's biography, Out of Africa by, and West Through the Nigh...

Passed on without comment

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I am not so naive to suspect that I am the only male blogger to receive this email. If you are interested in photography and especially ...
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Sunday, September 6, 2009

My Old Notebook

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Off and on for many years I've kept a notebook of pithy sayings, ads that caught my eye, cartoons, notable quotes and generally good ide...
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Saturday, September 5, 2009

The Bolter

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Last weekend, Melissa recommended the Bryant and May mysteries of Christopher Fowler. I prefer reading series from beginning to end, but th...
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Friday, September 4, 2009

The Doctor's Challenge

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Thursday was strange at The Park. We went to bed late. As I was about to turn out the lights, I noticed a bat flying around our ceiling fan...
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