At Cuvee, I discovered pay-per-sip, where hundreds of bottles of wine are set up with machinery that delivers a set amount of wine based on a per-ounce charge
I’ve been piddling away Euros these past two weeks while piddling in Germany. In my youth, pay toilets were uncomfortably common in the USA, thankfully no more.
After six days on the road in Georgia it was a delight to walk into the Florida Welcome Center on I-75. Goodness, was it packed!
I dragged my feet for getting my baseline mammogram done, having heard horror stories of how it would hurt. Well, it didn’t. And Yo Gabba Gabba helped me through.
There is a Zen-like quality to the time spent waiting for your mechanic to work on your car. If it’s a few hours, it’s an ideal time to nourish creativity.
Others made “better” art than me, art that glowed with realism. I felt defeated. If I couldn’t make the art in my head come out on the canvas, what was the point?