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A Man Who Has Nothing In Particular To Recommend Him Discusses All Sorts of Subjects at Random as Though He Knew Everything
I’ve told you people a million times that I’m prone to hyperbole. So you’re sort of forewarned. Here goes: This Swiss dude is The King of all the anal-retentive restoration project YouTube video generators, and there are legions of them. There can be only one, and he’s it.
I must admit I don’t see TV much. I even avoid restaurants that have teevees blaring on every wall. That was easy to do back in the states. I had no money so I didn’t go to any restaurants and that teevee problem solved itself. There are plenty
This video requires a commitment from you. It’s pushing three hours long. In TikTok world, it’s the equivalent of a trip to the moon. But it’s worth it, for various reasons. The Tube is awash with people bringing a trailer and rescuing cars from barns, and from other
Well, the latest crime statistics for Mexico are in. They incite a certain “compare and contrast” urge in me. You see, I came to Yucatan, which is a state in the southern jungles of Mexico, from Maine, which is the unheated basement of Canada. It’s yin and yang.
Moonlighting (1982) is a small movie. In fact, it’s so small, it’s practically claustrophobic. It’s the story of four men sent from Poland to England to renovate their boss’s rundown pied-a-terre, even though it’s not legal to do it. The film is set contemporaneously in the early 80s,
I went to the doctor yesterday. It’s useful to compare and contrast mundane things when you’re in a strange place, and your audience mostly isn’t. I’ve seen a metric boatload of videos about Merida, Mexico, where I’m currently living. I watched them, along with videos of all sorts
There’s a moment just before the dawn in western Maine. It’s not ordinary. You have to have a view of it. The valley tumbles in
I did something well out of the ordinary yesterday. Or was it Thursday? I don’t know. Or is today Thursday? I don’t know what day
[Editor’s Note: From 2006, I think.] {Author’s Note: I’m re-running this because I refuse to work three jobs on Labor Day. And there is no
