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It might taste like pumpkin pie.
June 14, 2025 at 6:16 PM
It might taste like pumpkin pie.
It's Boy George!
May 23, 2025 at 5:17 PM
It's Boy George!
I just heard an antiquated word for the first time. "Groceries."
May 15, 2025 at 10:08 PM
I just heard an antiquated word for the first time. "Groceries."
I thought you had a cold when they mentioned something about a little hoarse.
May 12, 2025 at 11:29 PM
I thought you had a cold when they mentioned something about a little hoarse.
And when you thought it couldn't get any more embarrassing.
April 11, 2025 at 8:13 PM
And when you thought it couldn't get any more embarrassing.
"A damp streak of hair lay like a dash of blue paint across her cheek, and her hand was wet with glistening drops as I took it to help her from the car."
April 10, 2025 at 7:40 PM
"A damp streak of hair lay like a dash of blue paint across her cheek, and her hand was wet with glistening drops as I took it to help her from the car."
It was prose written by a poet and is pure magic:
"There was music from my neighbor's house through the summer nights. In his blue gardens men and girls came and went like moths among the whisperings and the champagne and the stars."
"There was music from my neighbor's house through the summer nights. In his blue gardens men and girls came and went like moths among the whisperings and the champagne and the stars."
April 10, 2025 at 7:37 PM
It was prose written by a poet and is pure magic:
"There was music from my neighbor's house through the summer nights. In his blue gardens men and girls came and went like moths among the whisperings and the champagne and the stars."
"There was music from my neighbor's house through the summer nights. In his blue gardens men and girls came and went like moths among the whisperings and the champagne and the stars."
It looks like he's wearing a John Smedley leisure polo.
April 1, 2025 at 3:49 PM
It looks like he's wearing a John Smedley leisure polo.
It's one grandiose statement after another. Let's live on Mars.
March 31, 2025 at 3:28 PM
It's one grandiose statement after another. Let's live on Mars.
"The same people who run things everywhere. The cops, the crooks, and the big rich." Dashiell Hammett.
February 26, 2025 at 3:22 PM
"The same people who run things everywhere. The cops, the crooks, and the big rich." Dashiell Hammett.
"Now small fowls few screaming over the yet yawning gulf; a sullen white surf beat against its steep sides; then all collapsed, and the great shroud of the sea rolled on as it rolled five thousand years ago."
February 16, 2025 at 4:31 PM
"Now small fowls few screaming over the yet yawning gulf; a sullen white surf beat against its steep sides; then all collapsed, and the great shroud of the sea rolled on as it rolled five thousand years ago."
A Dream of Red Mansions by Cao Xueqin.
February 9, 2025 at 7:25 PM
A Dream of Red Mansions by Cao Xueqin.
Sadly it has. Controlling the narrative and the visual has always been the pursuit of the morbidly rich and powerful. Unlike cultured aristocrats of the past the nabobs of today are ridiculous caudillos and awkward misanthropes and their propaganda is transparently tabloid and hopelessly tawdry.
February 9, 2025 at 6:00 PM
Sadly it has. Controlling the narrative and the visual has always been the pursuit of the morbidly rich and powerful. Unlike cultured aristocrats of the past the nabobs of today are ridiculous caudillos and awkward misanthropes and their propaganda is transparently tabloid and hopelessly tawdry.
Maybe Heath will bring his Son's drum to the trade war.
February 2, 2025 at 12:45 PM
Maybe Heath will bring his Son's drum to the trade war.
Thanks for the reminder. I forgot my meds. Just took them.
January 21, 2025 at 5:36 PM
Thanks for the reminder. I forgot my meds. Just took them.
I hope the nasi lemak has plenty of peanuts and ikan bilis.
January 13, 2025 at 5:22 PM
I hope the nasi lemak has plenty of peanuts and ikan bilis.
In your Allistair Sim voice?
December 26, 2024 at 1:20 AM
In your Allistair Sim voice?
"Drinking is no problem for me since they invented the funnel."--- an old expression.
December 4, 2024 at 9:05 PM
"Drinking is no problem for me since they invented the funnel."--- an old expression.
A little of both.
December 2, 2024 at 11:31 PM
A little of both.
I wanted to yeet myself into the sea more than once.
December 1, 2024 at 7:04 PM
I wanted to yeet myself into the sea more than once.
Dogs kind of clear away the tinsel.
November 21, 2024 at 3:03 PM
Dogs kind of clear away the tinsel.