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The Best Office In The History Of The World, plus I want LBJ’s stuff

This was LBJ’s drinking glass. I think it’s cool, and I want it.

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I also want his rocking chair.

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This is a replica of his Oval Office. It’s at his presidential library in Austin.

Then you found out who really brought the funk.

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Ladybird Johnson had The Best Office In The History Of The World.

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And this is NOT EVEN CLOSE to the best attraction at the LBJ Presidential Library.

Check out the historical laser show and video games here. You won’t regret it.

Picture Pages Friday: My front yard

Just futzing around one night in the light of Said Guy’s work lamp.

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Picture Pages Friday: Yes, I WAS perfect

As it has become Baby Gripes Week here at Poor Penmanship, I just wanted to point out to everyone that I was a delightful child who never caused a whit of trouble.

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That’s my dad and Grandpa Rundell. We formed some sort of cool coats gang back in the day. My street name was WAAAAAAAH.

Thanks to everyone who has put up with the noise, then and now.


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Picture pages Friday: Whooosh!

A few weeks ago, I went to the national team trials for bobsled and skeleton — a cool upside of living in a former Olympic town. One of the girls on the team used to live in the house where I live!

Anyway, you would not believe how fast the people zip around the waterslide-looking ice track. Fortunately, that was the day I figured out the zippy multiple-shots setting on my camera!

And I made a little slide show of this skeleton man.


My understanding is that the starting block is the key to a good time. A second in the start is worth three seconds on the track, or something. They want to run fast and jump smoothly onto the sled, rolling down from their upper body to their lower body.


(Sorry about the sparkly crap on the slideshow.)

Picture pages Friday: To youth!

In honor of Halloween and my 31st trip around the sun, I give you this weekend wisdom: You’ll never feel old at one of Summer’s parties.

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