@NBCSCycling I've been saying that the true heroes of the production team are the camera operators who ride on the back of the motorcycles...especially those who work standing up.
@FoodNetwork@terrycrews@guarnaschelli@NickDiGiovanni This show is like a bad competition dish; it meets the criteria but has too many execution errors and lacks seasoning. Host yells too much, judges are bored and it's hard to root for cooks you can't get to know before they're gone.
Here it is, my occasional reminder that balloons don't get up to grandma in heaven. They come back to Earth as trash.
Sometimes stuck in a tree. Sometimes floating in a river. Sometimes wrapped around the neck of an animal.
Keep the celebration of life, but lose the balloon release.
Rose Valland spent nearly four years in a museum office surrounded by German officers who assumed she was harmless, mute, and culturally insignificant. They spoke freely, issued commands, documented plunder, and discussed train routes for stolen masterpieces. They believed she understood none of it. What they didn’t realize was that Valland was quietly fluent in German and meticulous beyond measure. She wrote down everything—artist names, crate numbers, departure dates, warehouse locations—and copied coded catalog lists late at night when no one was watching. She memorized routes when she couldn’t risk paper, then passed information to Resistance contacts who safeguarded each detail as if it were a life.
When Paris was liberated and Nazi art caches were uncovered, her secret notebooks became maps. Because she had listened when listening was dangerous, Rembrandts, Picassos, tapestries, altarpieces, and Jewish family portraits were traced back to owners who had been murdered, displaced, or silenced. Her quiet defiance challenged the myth that espionage belongs to those with guns and uniforms. Valland’s weapon was observation; her battlefield was a gallery desk. She didn’t recover art for glory, but to repair a world torn from families and memory—one shipment, one signature, one whispered detail at a time.
#archaeohistories
The duckling's cause of death is still unclear amid concerns about water quality, chemical treatments, and environmental conditions. https://t.co/W7e4LWSDto
Welcome to one of the hidden gems at @DHSgov’s HQ: the Executive Dining Facility.
Chef Zach, Paul, and all the @USCG culinary team inside the facility are cooking up some delicious meals — including my personal favorite, the Executive burger.
This is Trump donor and Mar-a-Lago neighbor John Cafaro who got the no-bid contract to install a water purification system for the reflecting pool. He has 2 prior convictions, one for bribing a member of Congress and another for an illegal loan that violated campaign finance laws.
Stevie Wonder took the stage at the Obama Presidential Center dedication.
The guest list already included presidents, prime ministers, and world leaders.
Then Stevie showed up.
Some events become cultural moments, not just political ones.
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For a split second, lightning illuminated the sky through the Gateway Arch. ⚡
Captured from miles away, images like this are a rare blend of perfect timing, favorable weather, and a touch of luck.
Just a fleeting flash above one of America's most iconic landmarks—gone as quickly as it appeared, but unforgettable once seen.
@allenanalysis Why is this being revealed just now? "Follow the money" should have been the direction from the get-go. And, why are no men sweating it yet? All I see are women in trouble.
@TheRHPolls@BravoTV@Andy Marysol brought wit and snarky commentary; my irk is with Larsa and Lisa, who just brought "look at me and my boy toy" energy and little else. Adriana needs her own show.