“Summer afternoon—summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.”
– Henry James
The Fleet on Lake Calhoun. Minneapolis, Minnesota. July 17, 2016
There are many theories, but no one is quite sure where the practice of throwing shoes over raised urban infrastructure started. Some suggest bullies take shoes from other kids and toss them over power and telephone lines; other think it could be a way of marking gang or drug-dealing territories. Or perhaps people just make and lose bad bets, paying the price with sore feet.
An evening thunderstorm in Uptown – Minneapolis, Minnesota. Another reason why I live here.
Howdy United Kingdom,
So, I heard from Australia that you’re having a rough patch with Europe.
Look, I get it, she high maintenance, but I wouldn’t have bailed her out…TWICE…if I didn’t think she wasn’t pretty awesome.
Here’s the deal…you’re together…and need each other.
So don’t do something batshit crazy (and I’m talking from experience) like vote to leave her tomorrow.
I know you can make it work, because deep down you care about each other. I feel it in every fiber of my Stars and Stripes.
Buddy, stay with Europe and I’ll make sure to take care of this god awful Trump Rash by November. Deal?
P.S. Nice to see England, Wales and Northern Ireland make it into Euro 2016 knockout stage. BTW: we put those cases of single malt that you sent to good use after last night’s thrashing by Argentina (Messi…what were we thinking?)
Natakhtari Brewery’s Old Irish, a Georgian (country) beer created a fantastic virtual reality campaign that transports folks along a journey about what makes their drink “100% Irish.”