Friday, November 19, 2010

My New Prayer

Please, oh Tangled One, protect me from believing I know that which I do not know. (P.S. And prevent me from pretending to others that I know what I do not know. Shoot me if you must.)
Thank you.

Just In Time For The Holidays

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Oh, The Humanity

A guy makes an art blog out of Google street view shots. A bit heavy on street whores and Segways, but that's kinda cute, too, in'nt?

For an alternative take:

Monday, November 15, 2010


is a dish best served cold, as this is a day best spent indoors.

Me: Is that a false equivalency?
My Brain: I think so.
MB:Any time

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Quote O' Teh Day

"Willow, no boys, go upstairs."


Sarah Palin, on her new Discovery Channel Show

Buck Up

 by Walt Whitman                  

           (From a talk I had lately with a German spiritualist)

Nothing is ever really lost, or can be lost,
No birth, identity, form—no object of the world.
Nor life, nor force, nor any visible thing;
Appearance must not foil, nor shifted sphere confuse thy brain.
Ample are time and space—ample the fields of Nature.
The body, sluggish, aged, cold—the embers left from earlier fires,
The light in the eye grown dim, shall duly flame again;
The sun now low in the west rises for mornings and for noons continual;
To frozen clods ever the spring's invisible law returns,
With grass and flowers and summer fruits and corn.