To prove their existence, nothing more

Hey look, it’s my great uncle, Jerry Seinfeld! And my grandpa. And great grandmother, who is obviously looking at the more famous of the two.

I do not know who these people are.... mom's grandparents on her mom's side? and great grandmother?

 

Up

You know what’s a really bad combination? Me and movies. Not movies and I, because I come first. Or something like that. But the worst combination I’ve encountered so far on this front has to the latest I’ve seen. Up.

Yes, Up is a child’s movie. I know that. I am a child sometimes, perhaps more often than not. But that movie made me cry almost the whole way through. I’m not usually one of the crying, emotional blatherers that interrupts the movie, but something in this one was different. You really should watch it, though I doubt anyone would be as teary-eyed after it as I was.

see it.

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I’m almost afraid I’ve forgotten how this all started. After painstakingly changing 756 posts to “private”, I think I’m ready to start up writing again, but this time perhaps for another reason. Perhaps. It’s long past due, anyway. Life seems to pack itself into a shell of oatmeal without an outlet.

This is for you, Holden: this is one GRAND shell of oatmeal.