I always used to think the saying was “Man the torpedoes!” Like a command for everyone to run to their stations and be ready to attack.  Not “Damn the torpedoes” which has an Continue Reading →

Reading: Everything is Illuminated – Jonathan Safran Foer The Rehearsal – Eleanor Catton Pride and Prejudice – Jane Austen Fuck this depression tumblr Socially Awkward Penguin As always Fuck Yeah Continue Reading →

I’m deeply concerned that my blog will become one of those blogs that’s just an amalgamation of other blogs, a vortex of reblogged useless material. Not that I don’t appreciate Continue Reading →

“If Denny had been killed by a falling air conditioner, everyone would have said it was destiny. People would have to say that, just to give meaning to something seemingly Continue Reading →

It’s not often I finish a book with such a torn opinion. I either return it to the shelf with the tenderness one might afford a small baby in a Continue Reading →

As my friend Greta would say; when in doubt, alliterate! Sunday stuff becomes Thursday, since I’ve been sunning myself in Nelson and not blogging, not interneting at all in fact. Continue Reading →