Ties o’ the Day display some mighty clever snowbeings. The cleverest, in my opinion, is the snowman from England in the 16th Century. A clean beheading is always a festive thing. LA’s breasticled snowgal is a close second fave of mine.
Sorry my text has been absent in the last few posts. Remember all that blah, blah, blah I wrote last week about my current bipolarity vacation in the familiar territory of Depressionville? Well, it’s got me wordless. Even TIE O’ THE DAY can’t seem to get me yammer-writing tales or tidbits so I can write a proper post. The yammer will come back. It always does. Might be this afternoon. Might be who-knows-how long. No worries, though. I know my bipolarity’s tricks, and I always eventually whoop its ass.
I hope you’re still enjoying the holiday neckwear. My ties make me proud. I guess I’ve raised ’em right.
HOLIDAY TIE TALLY: 44 Bow ties. 95 Neckties.
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