I am in here.
new worlds shine in the dust come up through the slums of the mind only to choke on mosquito ideas. it’s most difficult like eating a salad in the ordinary café of the world; it’s most difficult to create art here. look about. the pieces to work with are missing. they must be created or … Continue reading the ordinary café of the world
A new favorite… Several things to do at work, if you don’t want to work. From “My brain is made of things made of gold:” My brain is made of things made of gold: If I were a wolf you’d all be dead Holding my breath for 2 minutes. No cheating. Perfecting my look of … Continue reading My brain is made of things made of gold: If I were a wolf you'd all be dead
I don’t have a lot of knowledge of my mother’s family. Oh sure, the basics: her sisters (3, and she was the youngest, by 20 minutes) and my resultant uncles and cousins, her parents’ names (I had to give those for the death certificate – did you know that the funeral home issues that?). But … Continue reading We are our stories.
Something new to check out over on Israpundit… I never thought I’d be angry about bias in media, but here I am. Ah, well. The whole thing is over on their website. The truth is buried in the Palestinian tunnels. Barry Shaw, who writes, The View from Here, sent us this interesting post. This week … Continue reading More reading
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