Once, Mr. Potato Head and Slinky were found in toy boxes, rather than in supporting roles. And kids cuddled up with teddy bears instead of with Simba, the Lion King. But that was before studio heads, toy makers and corporations realized they were sitting on a gold mine. That was before the dawn of entertoyment.

I'm heading to GR tomorrow to bring the cat to Mom/Maurice for a couple of weeks. I'm heading to Tokyo the week of July 11, so they have to take care of their grandcat!

The statements of Mr. Sulman and Mr. Picard, two Minerals Separation engineers, […] form an interesting comparison

Day light began to forsake the red-room; it was past four o’clock, and the beclouded afternoon was tending to drear twilight.