…y’all roughly correlates with coke, although there are some deep pockets of soda-water in the back country…
…y’all roughly correlates with coke, although there are some deep pockets of soda-water in the back country…
…my grandparents punched fascists; it’s a mark of civility that we only call them names…
…but you do need to be rich-enough to afford time not spent preparing for work, working, nor recovering from work…
shyeeah. right.
…lap dog’s going to do whatever his handler commands…
…you should mock anyone who links to xitter; it only succeeds on the basis of their patronage…
…i held my nose and voted democrat in the face of imminent fascism, and i’ll never forgive the fascists for forcing my hand…
…that hard choice wasn’t enough, though, and i don’t blame you for that…
…rather presumptuous that non-voters were democrats…
…this is the crux of it: bernie’s time was eight years ago, and even though i absolutely respect his lucid resolve, the movement needs fresh figureheads to sustain its momentum…
…the progressive movement held our collective noses and reacted to an existential crisis for the preservation of american democracy in the face of imminent fascism, and the coalition succeeded at that goal for a short while, but only just…
…sarcasm: quotes always imply sarcasm…
…that’s the POWER model: the unit posted above is the consumer version with the SX chip, no math coprocessor and fewer function keys…
…my wife came home from a chemistry demonstration with a cooler full of dry ice: we thought it would be fun to fill the master bathtub with hot water, dump it all in at once, and watch what happened…
…besides the obvious violent commotion, our entire house filled with a waist-high impetrable fog, enough that we panicked and quickly evacuated the cats lest they be overwhelmed by carbon dioxide…
…that’s exactly where my imagination went first, and then onward to the league of extraordinary gentlemen, and then i started brainstorming elements for my eberron campaign…
…i think that’s why it says elderly french pirate: he was formidable in his youth, but that was four decades ago…
(revolvers may rule the day but a well-timed flintlock will still f*ck you up)
…every once in awhile i listen to top fourty countdowns from the mid-eighties, not necessarily because i enjoy the music, but because i’m mesmerised by the time-warp effect of revisiting period radio programs…
…i disliked a lot of the music then but i appreciated the shared cultural experience of legitimately popular broadcast media, and retrospectively it’s a window into a world which no longer exists…
…i mean, people pay restaurant money for ramen these days, too: every peasant food gets its day in due time…
…it definitely changes when used to top meatloaf…
…ye gads, i adore aerial but most of her ouvre pre-ninth wave does nothing for me…