This song invariably makes my eyes water. Life is so fucking short. There are moments of seeing and wonder and sharing. There's make-believe. But there's no agency, no control.
What do you mean no control? I can pick any banana I'd like off the tree!
Oh yes, little monkey. I see your banana. It's a nice one!
Oh the passenger How, how he rides Oh the passenger He rides and he rides He looks through his window What does he see? He sees the bright and hollow sky He sees the stars come out tonight He sees the city's ripped backsides He sees the winding ocean drive And everything was made for you and me All of it was made for you and me 'Cause it belongs to you and me So let's take a ride and see what's mine
Wokehammer?
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I’ve never played Warmhammer, never owned any of the books or models, and I
only just today learned something surprising. The surprise is that they
never h...
High vowel lenition/devoicing in French
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On a trip to Québec in the 1970s, I asked a passerby for directions (in
French), and he gave me an answer that at first I thought was in Polish or
some oth...
UK’s Phased Smoking Ban
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UK MPs have just passed the Tobacco and Vapes Bill by a 383 to 67 vote. If
the measure becomes law it will ban the sale of tobacco products to anyone
bor...
Evolution and Copy-Paste Errors
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Evolution deniers (I know there is a spectrum, but generally speaking) are
terrible scientists and logicians. The obvious reason is because they are
comm...
Thanks for stopping by….
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I grew up in a wilderness area in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula in a town
proudly proclaiming almost 300 citizens on its road sign. Life there
focused on surv...
Mi-am Indreptat Jantele de Aliaj la Best Tires
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Ghinionul m-a gasit in sfarsit zilele trecute. Tocmai ce imi
achizitionasem un set nou de jante, visam la ele de ceva vreme, O.Z.
Superleggera, usoare, fr...
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