I have two jars of lingonberries in my kitchen cabinet. I know
gismonda sent me one, but where did the other come from? Is there some sort of Scandinavian berry fairy?
Kevin just said I don't look like Isabella Rossellini. Maybe I am (quite possibly) deluded, but I have always detected a bit of a resemblance.
John and I have decided it's okay to torrent music you'd be embarrassed be caught listening to. This is probably not okay at all, but, as Rob's father says, "You go to Heaven for the weather, Hell for the company."