When he first began assembling it, Scott didn't have too much money. He was working at a couple of dealerships as a mechanic. After he got a job at SEPTA he began making good money so could invest in more trains, scenery, cars, and of course the whistle!
This was my gift for Max. From Aldi's. As was my gift for Grace, a huge kit of Princess items.
Mom-mom was sick so couldn't come to my party.
My gift for Dan, a hardback, 30 percent off. As soon as I spotted it, scanned it and read reviews, I knew he'd like it. 
This morning, Sarah, Ethan and I Ubered over to Mom and Ellen's. Mom joked that we were lucky he didn't murder us. Ellison was his name-o.
We were all talking at once so I forgot to ask him who commissioned it.
When I got back inside Ellen asked me what the driver looked like. He drove a Suburu.
A Drug Lord, I said.
El Papa perhaps?
ROME
— Pope Francis used his annual Christmas Day address on Monday to make
clear his concern that serenity is sorely lacking at a time when the
“winds of war” and an “outdated model of development” are taking a toll
on humanity, society and the environment.
Addressing
a crowd from a balcony at St. Peter’s Square in Vatican City, the pope
delivered his Urbi et Orbi — Latin for “to the city and the world” —
benediction, which read like a litany of global conflicts and problems.
I asked Ethan if he missed playing the piano when he'd go on vacations.
Yes, he said.
From Rem --I enjoyed the Christmas lights pics and the poems, esp. the Aldi poem and the one about Daniel Ellsberg, who factored into CNN's the Seventies, the US vs. Richard Nixon. Currently I'm working on a poem about Stanislav Petrov, who died this year (I saw his obit in the Fortean Times). You don't know this guy, but he saved your life. He was on duty at a Soviet early warning station in September 1983, two weeks after the downing of KAL Flight 007 (when Cold War tensions were high), when the siren went off and a red screen popped up on his console, which indicated that Soviet satellites had detected ICBM launches in North Dakota. Petrov did nothing right away, which would have been stupid if the warning was real. Finally, though, he reached for the phone. He was supposed to notify someone in the high command, who probably would have ordered an immediate launch of Soviet missiles. Instead, he phoned his duty officer and complained that there was a systems malfunction, which he didn't know for a fact. He was neither reprimanded nor awarded, and there was a film done about him. Talk about unsung heroes.--Rem
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