Blow you winter winds blow where you please hang your icy bunting on the barren trees decorate the windows with capricious lace send your clouds scudding across the moon’s pale face Dandelions dreaming underneath their banks of snow Soon they will be blooming and soon enough the seeds will blow Blow you winter winds gales and chills [...]
It’s a series not a season they are British That’s the reason For weird stuff that they do Among which, Dr. Who In and out of fandoms like a rent boy and his drawers Dodged some feuds but man was I collateral in wars Dr Who perplexes me and then he flat out bores I’m [...]
Well, I’d say the last three months to six months represented a new low in depressive episodes for me.
Pregnalor has left the building, and come back with a BABY. Yes, Lady Miss Banjola has healthily whelped, and we’re all super happy about it.
Jeff and I are super uncomfortable with this turn of events and so I’ll be talking to Dax and Katie whenever they get up – no sign at 11 am, and I can’t clean my room without making noise so I guess the grace period is over – about finding another place to crash. Keith [...]
We had an uneventful crossing and are now in Victoria. Katie’s back home and she and Keith had quite The Wirefest last night. She told me she’d help with the meal clean up so I am contemplating a tidy kitchen on my return with some happiness.
Dax was here for Christmas dinner. Everything was perfectly calm and civilized. Now to Victoria, back tonight.
Einstein, 1949: I have repeatedly said that in my opinion the idea of a personal God is a childlike one. You may call me an agnostic, but I do not share the crusading spirit of the professional atheist whose fervor is mostly due to a painful act of liberation from the fetters of religious indoctrination [...]
Zow
I have vowed to have nothing but filk playing in the car until I go.
Lo, science answers!
It is so very pleasant to be able to pick up the phone and be able to talk to my mother. It’s the most bracing luxury. It is a luxury, a luxury to think that the people and machines that keep the phones running will always be there, will never be distracted by anything else. [...]
The adventures of Action Item!
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Call the toll free, get pissed on from a great height. Sorry, can’t answer your call, call later. Click, Bzz. Need to talk to Canada Post before I can tell one of my coworkers that she’s an ignorant sociopath with delusions of adequacy; strangely I need to check my facts, even if she doesn’t. Annoying. [...]
