I MADE IT THROUGH THE WILDERNESS
The last thing on my self-imposed list of things to get done this weekend is design and print Martin’s birthday party invitations, and I’m rapidly running out of time, so this might be a short post. I feel like running up and down the steps of a museum in Philadelphia with my clenched fists raised in victory over my head. Excuse me for a moment while I digress in disgust: I just went to google a photo of Rocky to link to in that sentence and found an article about tourists at the Philadelpha Museum of Art that said this:...