You know that Wendell Berry poem about despair for the world? I’m trying TV instead. I’m not exactly sure where to find a wood duck at this time of year anyway. Other than its mind-numbing effects, the TV isn’t doing much to make me feel any better. On the one hand, NCIS reruns (more specifically … Continue reading Navel gazing
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