I was kind of hoping Breezy and Hazy and Tank Tucker were all being retconned away as something Rip had dreamed while kept being unconscious. Of course that would still leave the whole “call of the wild” topos to be eliminated from continuity and my consciousness …
I can’t help it, Jason’s pictures of Aggie tied to a tree incongruously remind me of Torquato Tasso’s 1573 verse play Aminta, in which we learn that the gorgeous heroine, Silvia (an immortal nymph, presumably over 18), has been bound naked to a tree by a troll who intends to rape her. Luckily the lovestruck shepherd Aminta (a name which I believe does not mean ginger-haired) is able to rescue her in time.
Sliced bread as we know it is less than 100 years old! It was advertised as “the greatest forward step in the baking industry since bread was wrapped.” So says Wikipedia.
George Bernard Shaw, having mentioned to an interviewer that he thought a man’s judgment is (in general) superior to a woman’s, asked his wife if that wasn’t true. “Of course, my dear,” she replied. “For instance, you married me. And I married you.”
I’m not expecting this “reality” to last, but I am enjoying it.