Admittedly, Valentine’s Day has never been a holiday that I was particularly fond of. Yet, even I admit that, with the ‘Rona and all the resultant, Democrat-invoked issues surrounding the disease, this year’s Valentine’s Day is going to a wee bit different and less commercialized than most previous ones.
Feliz DÃa De Los Muertos
To all those who celebrate it, may you have a happy Day of the Dead. And please remember that the perfect way to celebrate and honor your deceased friends and family is to celebrate life…and perhaps give life to the next generation. 🙂
As a relatively long-time resident I’m occasionally perturbed by both how little people understand Brooklyn and how much residents of other Burroughs – Yes, I’m talking to you, Manhattanites – misunderstand my adopted home.
Thankfully, David Miller has provided us, with the welcome help of Cacia Zoo, Glass Olive, Sierra Mckenzie, Kacie Marie, Victoria Elle, with an enchanting video showcase of the quirkiness, eclecticism, romance, and hidden beauty of Brooklyn.
Spit or Swallow … Or Puke – It Sure Wasn’t Love
It’s “The Morning After.” In this case it’s the morning after Valentine’s Day, which means many, many people will be experiencing certain forms of emotional hangover, instead of- or in addition to their physical ones.
Of course, on a morning when society pedantically instructs us that on this one “special” day staggering though one’s “Walk of Shame” is less shameful and less degrading than not being in a position to do so, this must be fully expected.
I’m sure many women – and not a few men – are busy vomiting the bad taste left from this celebration of “romance” out of their mouths. 😉