Today is a Leonard Cohen kind of day.
call her green, for the children who’ve made her
Archive for May, 2007
My pillow doesn’t betray me either. Unless…it does seem to have a lot of cat hair on it when I get home sometimes. Hmm…
I’m not looking to start some big political debate over here, so maybe it’s a mistake to bring this up, but I saw this article this morning, and it goes part of the way towards answering why I’m opposed to the death penalty. It’s much harder to live with the consequences than it is to [...]
I went out to the pub last night to get some writing done (because sometimes in my apartment it just gets too quiet to concentrate) and as I was sitting there sipping my stout and puzzling over my notebook, an elderly gentleman came up to me and asked if he could borrow my knife. I [...]
My pirate needs a name.
How on earth do these people keep mistaking a staircase for a ramp?
This sounds like a job for Hercule Poirot!
I spent several hours with a star chart last night and I am pleased to report that my ceiling now bears a glowing approximation of the North American night sky in early June. I wish I’d tried to do this back when I was studying Ptolemy. Suddenly the whole notion of zodiacs and ecliptics makes [...]
If anybody ever tries to tell you that I’m a grown up, don’t believe them. For my lunch break, I went to Ben & Jerry’s and then walked up the street to Finnegan’s and bought myself a playmobile pirate figurine. He’s now brandishing a pistol at me from the other side of my mini zen [...]
I’m more interested in why they chose such a creepy-looking cow picture.