When your Tuesday is fat, you let it all hang out before giving up whatever brings you joy for the next forty days.

A tradition this day in Pennsylvania Dutch country, use up all of your lard, sugar and butter before Ash Wednesday and the beginning of Lent. You may call them donuts, but typically these are square or triangular. Regardless, they are delicious.

Born in the eighteenth century, paint captured an entire city. And my meaning is broader too, from canvas to lens to a three-sixty view.

The President was Silent Cal, Not long ago, a century, Who wasted not and wanted not, a puritan from birth was he. Thus when his son asked for me, the father told him to make do. The son paid him a visit soon, and rubbed his toe against his shoe In a tennis game, his blister burst, and the infection slew. The father in depression slid, and soon so did the whole country. Was it, in part, for want of me?