Brutal, brutal out there. Minus 18 but apparently minus 35 with the wind chill. I walked from the streetcar two blocks to the Y and my eyeballs hurt. Stay inside, little Canadians. Even the birds are ignoring the feeder today and hiding at home. I don’t blame them.
So to cheer you up, as you huddle together for survival, please contemplate these heartwarming pictures – especially Mr. Zappa with his folks in the purple haze room, too wonderful. Funny how much young Eric Clapton looks like young George Harrison – maybe Patti Boyd, who left George for Eric, thought they were the same guy.
PS Hideous, tragic news from Paris. Murderous lunatics full of hatred – is there no escaping them?