The Most and Least Transmasculine Bible Verses
"She considers a field and buys it; From her profits she plants a vineyard" just doesn't have much to do with our whole thing.
Daniel Lavery
I Don't Think Anything Is Worth Waiting In Line For But I Don't Want To Seem Stuck-Up Either
I saw a long line of people today, in the hot sun. They were willingly assembled, and of course I do not begrudge them their choice to wait in line, but it baffled me utterly, as if I saw a great crowd of people lining up to be embezzled.
The Pleasures of Saying "Boy, They Just Don't Make 'Em Like That Anymore"
It's pleasantly folksy-sounding, but not so folksy it becomes off-putting or makes you sound inauthentic. Like how you sometimes seem inauthentic when you're talking to someone with a Southern accent and then you start talking with a Southern accent.
Dante's Inferno, Canto VIII
ONCE AGAIN YOU FUCK FOR NOTHING, PHLEGYAS
said Virgil. YOU DON'T HAVE DICK. BUT YOU WILL HAVE TO CARRY US ACROSS THIS GODAWFUL POND
Poor guy looked like he'd just lost a timeshare.
Build Your Own Jim Croce-Style "Big Man Gets What's Coming To Him" Song
GIMME SOME STATS
Sky foot nine weighs two sixteen
Drives a car big as a truck
With fists the size of jars
Lackluster Killings in Medieval Art
aw man ah geez
Weak Sirens
They sound pretty good, and can lure a ship off course by several miles.
"I'd Really Love To See You Tonight" Is As Good A Song As Any, I Think
That old Wilde line from Dorian Gray applies, I think, just as much to "See You Tonight" as it does to cigarettes: "It is the perfect type of a perfect pleasure. It is exquisite, and it leaves one unsatisfied. What more can one want?"
Things Jo Has Said To Me In Response To My Posts About the Middle Ages
"I can't handle this. It's outside of my window of tolerance."
"Rapscallion heuristic."
"To receive satirisation...I feel like Boccaccio."
Someone Who Has Wronged You Has Fallen Ill!
Someone who once wronged you has fallen ill! Not an open enemy, perhaps; it may be that you are the only soul in the world who knows the offense they committed against you. These are the early hours of the first flush of triumph, and you must keep your wits and your blood about you!