It seems that the whole planet shake-up is the result of the discovery of a body of mass in this very solar system that is larger than Pluto. Rather than add a tenth planet, the Illuminati, er, the International something something Astronomers Club something something, decided to demote Pluto to be the second largest dwarf planet, rather than its previous title of smallest true planet. That could be good for Pluto in a lot of ways. I mean, its sports teams won’t have to compete against Jupiter’s or Saturn’s anymore. Everyone knows how hard it is to play teams that can draw from the population of a planet that is ten thousand times bigger than yours. Yet, at the same time, I feel kind of bad for Pluto. This gentrification of the solar system is turning into a way to kick out all the low-rent planets (Ceres, another former planet, is also now a dwarf. At least it’s not asteroid row, cuz ol’ Ceres did some time there once too). That’s never good.

Birmingham. Siblings. Stewarts. Zoo. Greek food. Trinity. Hearing Aid. Pictures.

I forgot to note the page where I found this link, so I apologize to whomever for that, but this was too good to pass up. Craziest. Recently my family were watching home videos of the construction of my parent’s house. My dad and others built it from a giant Lincoln Logs kit and nobody was crushed or permanently maimed, though my dad has a big chainsaw scar on his bicep from cutting a window. Anyway, one of their old friends, a T. Dawson (I think), shows up to help build the porch. The first thing my mother says is “He never scored lower than a three hundred in Scrabble.” Well, the Triple Triple gets you to that esteemed height in one play.

Go take a look at the official Margaret Wise Brown web site – quite a mysterious, flamboyant, fascinating woman, not quite the sort that you would assume authored some of the best loved children’s books.