This week my dad talked me into watching All The Presidents’ Men, which I had never seen; the next day he delivered a really lovely sermon/historical lesson on Lincoln’s melancholy and spirituality (if you like sermons, I recommend listening to it), so #peakdad levels were reached. (All The Presidents’ Men was really great! Did you know some people type with just their two forefingers? Robert Redford kept doing that, and it was mesmerizing).
Also this week:
Nicole bought a car
The Toast is having a party and you’re invited
Two dirtbags in one week: Arthur Miller and John Milton
This post inspired me to make a dentist’s appointment and I went and it was great and I’m glad I did it. WRITING CHANGES LIVES.
Luxury magazines found imprecise; strictly NOKD
Shafiqah Hudson returned with another beautiful personal essay about family and the point of all things
OFFICIAL TOAST STANCE: Unironically adoring North American singer-songwriters of the 1970s
Someday — and that day is not far off — I will caption every painting ever painted in Western Europe between the years 1100-1920. This week brought us one step closer.
