This makes me so happy, we're forever going to shout out "8 Hours" but "Cod" is a book that I think about more than almost any other book I've ever read. To this day I do not have a single tattoo, but the first thing that ever made me seriously consider one was reading "Cod". I was looking for a MA pride type tattoo that wasn't what everyone else gets.
Burncoat neighbor here- I’ve always wondered about those concrete gates too.
Back in my dating days, an 800 pound mortar would probably make me think twice, but would definitely not be an outright no on the person who owned it 😆
I was thinking about this because it's modern times and a ladies could invite us to their place too, back in my dating days. I wanna know what that lady plans to do with the mortar. My answer depends on that answer.
Was telling my kid this tale, and he was picturing an 800 pound mortar as in mortar and pestle. Now that’s gonna make some guacamole! In that case, I’m in.
-putting “8 hours for what you will” and “Cod” on my reading list
This makes me so happy, we're forever going to shout out "8 Hours" but "Cod" is a book that I think about more than almost any other book I've ever read. To this day I do not have a single tattoo, but the first thing that ever made me seriously consider one was reading "Cod". I was looking for a MA pride type tattoo that wasn't what everyone else gets.
Ooh cod tattoo! I’ve had “eastern white pine tattoo” on my list for a long time, being from the Adirondacks.
Burncoat neighbor here- I’ve always wondered about those concrete gates too.
Back in my dating days, an 800 pound mortar would probably make me think twice, but would definitely not be an outright no on the person who owned it 😆
I was thinking about this because it's modern times and a ladies could invite us to their place too, back in my dating days. I wanna know what that lady plans to do with the mortar. My answer depends on that answer.
Was telling my kid this tale, and he was picturing an 800 pound mortar as in mortar and pestle. Now that’s gonna make some guacamole! In that case, I’m in.
George Bancroft was the Secretary of the Navy 1845-46.
Was thinking probably same family that started the Bancroft school too?
Well that certainly makes a lot of sense!