I stare out of my window for about an hour each day. I don't realize that I am doing it either. The intermurial fields are just across the way, and I generally get summoned to the window in the middle of the day when I hear the marching-band director vehemently complaining over his megaphone during practice about how no one is "guiding." But ( Read more... )

This is an essay by C.S. Lewis concerning the Lord of the Rings. It is one of the best things I've read in a while. Even if you aren't interested in Tolkien, it discusses very interesting topics. I wouldn't have typed it, if it wasn't worth your time to read.

The Dethronement of Power
by C. S. Lewis

With Tolkien, his Oxford colleague and close ( Read more... )

for the last several nights we have kept the window open and i have slept in my boxers with no covers on the bed. it is soo hot. sometimes i put my bare back against the cinderblock wall and try to cool off, but it quickly ceases to soothe. i'm completely miserable, san diego.

In genuine old-style printing, it is not the letter f, but a long form of the letter s (derived from handwriting styles), which looks very similar to f but does not have a complete cross-bar. It is not used at the ends of words, and in double s it is sometimes paired with a short s (which results in a compound letter like the German double-s (or ` ( Read more... )

Wo, no one told me that Darren Vandergriff and John Baxter birthed a son together...


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1 - Who tells Luke, "I shall enjoy watching you die ( Read more... )

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The two black men approached him. He had done something they didn't like. They surrounded him. One of them held him by the coat, while the other threaten him with what they might do. You could see the fear in his eyes, the terror. He had only carelessly been in the wrong place at the wrong time. His life was flashing before his eyes. He knew ( Read more... )

Last night was a milestone. It was the first time I threw up in my bed. I do not know how I rode my bike home with David. But I do remember falling at least twice, and I have scrapes galore. I woke up this morning at noon thirty, and I had encrusted throw up in my mustachio and my shoulder-pad hair. I think I'm still drunk right now. I don't ( Read more... )

Things David and I thought of that one person or many people (but mostly for two people) could be for Halloween ( Read more... )