It can feed men, and a worm can feed on it.
It can turn blades, and a child can destroy it.
It can bring tears, and men have killed for it.
It can stop bullets, and time means nothing to it
It can reveal secrets, and gods are bound by it.

What can it be?

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I never reread books. I almost never re-watch movies. About the only thing I repeat is eating at the same restaurants -- and that's about fifty various ones across the Greater Bay Area in the course of a year. I eat out virtually every day. Food is pretty much the only familiar comfort in which I indulge, and even then, I eat less than most people ( Read more... )

Smarter. Speedier. Sexier. Deepest Red is moving in with WordPress, after having lived with Movable Type (MT) and Blogger (and loitering around LiveJournal). I'm still testing it out before rolling it out live. In the meanwhile, if you want to take a peek, check it out hereThough very powerful/customizeable, MT is system resource intensive, ( Read more... )

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Why are women so obsessed with money? I will start by saying that I am not speaking of All Women. I am just speaking about a significant number of my female friends and acquaintances who, unlike the guys I know, believe essentially that money is everything. With money, you can indeed buy happiness. With money, all hardships are erased. With money, ( Read more... )

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Driving home from work after midnight tonight, the greatest pick-me-up is dancing with a white WRX from the 280 highway exit onto 19th Avenue, all the way through Golden Gate Park until I am nearly home ( Read more... )

In a recent conversation, I came to the interesting realization that I would be less bothered by a girlfriend cheating on me than someone stealing my car ( Read more... )

I took the day off to take my car into the shop. Changed the tires, struts, headlights, oil -- might as well get it all done at once. Had some Indian for lunch, got a short haircut at a Cantonese hair salon on Clement (the manager chick had huge purple hair, and Sammi Cheng was playing in the background), and stopped by Green Apple for a book ( Read more... )