Color-your-own Babar family, courtesy L. de Brunhoff. Okay, so what was I doing not knowing that the dear, beloved Babar stories open with (a) the shooting death of his mother, and roll onward inexorably toward (b) the poison mushroom-induced death of the King of the Elephants, and (c) the marriage
Not related in any way whatsoever to the general subject area of this venue, other than the fact that it’s a blog, and Sifry (as CEO of Technorati) is an astute observer of the blogosphere. (Technorati’s gotta be okay since they flash on their homepage, from time to time, Susie
A familiar scene: an aging, beloved family dog, finding her/his way with the newbie attention hog. Our old girlie, Maxie, has taken the displacement with enormous grace, god love her geriatric bones.