Cast off your shell
Dance beneath the moon.
Sing hi-dee-hi-dee-ho
and play a lively tune.
Hear your heart pump
and feel your blood flow.
We're alive. We're in love
and dawn is coming soon.

Off to WindyCon for the weekend. Be back Sunday evening to respond to more things.

Is this scene between Willy, Travis, and Kali still going?

Looking over the snowswept streets of Philadelphia from his sixth story apartment, Travis opens another can of cola, staring out absently at the flakes as they fall one by one. A bird of some sort, chimerical definitely, flutters into his view with grand, rainbow-colored wings that sparkle along with the snow as the streetlights hit them. The odd, ( Read more... )

"If everyone could just please form a line!" And like so many cattle, the customers of "The Kids Closet" lined themselves along the front of the registers and back along the wall. Travis was a little suprised at how easy it was to control so many people, but the task at hand remained ( Read more... )

"So. How's everything?" Jeremy turns down the radio as they head onto a quiet stretch of interstate. "Everything? Everythin' goin' just fine." Travis's tone is very non-commital as he lays his head back, staring out the window. The car remains silent for a few moments longer ( Read more... )

At Hah-vahd University, Cheif Justice Antonin Scalia midway through a speech to the assembled students:

"I even take the position that sexual orgies eliminate social tensions and ought to be encouraged...”

Never did I expect this from a Chief Justice. But now, he's my favorite.

Thanks to Tuesday Morning Quarterback for delivering this gem to me

Burning the midnight oil for mid-terms, Travis finds himself distracted. "It probably ain't even yours," he mumbles, looking around to remind himself if Ash is there or not. His brow flinces a bit, as if the solution just leaped into his head and starting stabbing him in the brain. He looks around his desk, his hands scrambling quickly around to ( Read more... )

( Travis: GOOGLIZED! )

The amount that Travis has quieted down in remarkable, but maybe a bit worrisome to those that know him best. He's also much more reserved than ever before: head held down, apologizing profusely at times for minor things; he's not even leaving his room that much outside of classes and the occassional after-school jaunt to the gym. On the other hand ( Read more... )

Once school has resumed, somethings markedly different in the way Travis carries himself. The strut and swagger are gone and have given way to something a bit more benign; in fact, some may not even know Travis is around them until they actually double take that it is indeed him that has been sitting there for the past few minutes. And none of this ( Read more... )