Spending time with old Friends.
A Forest In Norway.
It’s good to have a sense of humor about these things.
Nameless, faceless… just less.
Trust No One.
Keep Your Laser Handy.
Taxes? We don’t need no stinkin’ taxes!
How to build a book collection for pennies on the dollar.
“Didn’t anyone get out?” Jim said.
“No. They seem to have been shot.”
Selections from the secret reading room.
Book club shall be its trade name.
Brexit results, in realtime.
Sportsman of the Century
Nobody knew jack about this.
History repeats, cycles become complete… Word to the (partisan) drumbeat.
Friends, cinephiles, Star Wars fans, lend me your eyes.
It was the worst of times, it was the worst of times.
Post hoc, ergo propter hoc.
Talking about this generation.
Like Batman in Gotham, one man against the darkness…
How small things can release strong memories.
Bait for Mr. Likko.
Ten long, hard and wonderful years.
If you don’t build it, they might still come.
Muse, rhyme of the beef of the son of Peleus that piled mad grief all up on the Achaeans
and spurred to Perdition the souls of real gangstas, yo, and for bitches an’ crows they made banquets.
Cleek’s law in action?
What is acceptable to demand of other cultures?
A Public Service Announcement
Tunnels of sound
Look deep into his hair piece.
I know what I think of this, but I am curious as to the opinions of others.
Grist for the millstone.
Reports of my death…
This is interesting…