Ground Rules

If anyone falls down the rabbit hole and finds me here, you shouldn't be here if you don't know who Howard Hanson is--or Hermoine Gingold. If you don't even know who Mama Cass was, you definitely don't want to be here either because we'll never get along. It would be hopeless, you see, and you should move on.

Otherwise, dear reader, you are welcome here. I'll ring for tea, and we'll have a little chat about shoes and ships and sealing wax and cabbages and kings; and why the sea is boiling hot and whether pigs have wings. And that stupid fascist in the White House.