Friday 23 January 2009
Demi-tasse--that's my answer to half full or half empty
Wednesday 21 January 2009
prospecting
Casually, H and I are hunting for a home together. There is no pressure to move, we've reached a comfortable schedule and compromise for tearing down the Autobahn to one another's place for over-nights, and the search is quite a bit of fun. There is, of course, an array of practical reasons for living together: primarily, the chance to come home to each other everyday, the chance to no longer be satisfied with our present living-arrangements, and the chance for a dishbot. I also like the fact that we might be living under the aegis of a new city coat-of-arms. Right now, there's just an uninspired bear with bad posture for my village and a shield with crossed, flaming swords for H. I want to live in a land that is represented by what I call "National Chicken." National Chicken is a bit like Famous Grouse or Rolex's Oyster Perpetual, I think. We'll have a very, very, very fine house.
Thursday 15 January 2009
Maybe the gas came from Uranus
Thursday 8 January 2009
gift horse
Tuesday 6 January 2009
Hanseatic or A Fistful of Hamas
catagories: foreign policy, revolution
Sunday 4 January 2009
รผbermensch