Showing posts with label Timelords. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Timelords. Show all posts

Thursday, June 21, 2012

The Charly Doctrine in Thought and Action

You know, that doctrine that the Grey Old Versaillean Madame is a masterpiece of discretion between the "Editorial Stance" and the "Article Content"...because the old bitch really really tries so hard. News Fit to Print..No Editorializing Here, no Siree Bob

Sunday, March 11, 2012

The Late Afternoon

"Home is where one starts from. As we grow older
the world becomes stranger, the pattern more complicated
Of dead and living. Not the intense moment
Isolated, with no before and after,
But a lifetime burning in every moment "

from Four Quartets, T.S.Eliot

Tuesday, November 01, 2011

Which Pic Gets Gored In RINO Time?





Yup. Only One is Offensive. Only One hits Pepe in his Hero spot. Only One should be condemned......the others? Fun stuff for Court Jester Stewart.

Saturday, October 15, 2011

The Accelerated Life.......

Strange, and sad.

"Sibyl, Sibyl, what do you wish?" To which she would faintly reply, "I wish to die."

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Bah, Do You Peasants Think You Can Verify Versailles!?!

Yeah, Yeah,....but the incompetent peasants probably would also fail to verify Uncle Omar..... And he's now Grade A White House Certified.

Friday, May 01, 2009

In Da Garden of Eden, Pepe...

....wins da Bronze Bowl in da Gopelki Tepe, Pepe...
Sacre Bleu.

"Archaeological evidence suggests that victims were killed in huge death pits, children were buried alive in jars, others roasted in vast bronze bowls. "

Paradise was Hieronymous Bosch ?

Wednesday, October 08, 2008

Er það hægt, dáinn draumur Íslendingur??


From the Saga of Burnt Njal (somewhat amended) :

""So it is," said JJ, "as run words-- `Ill goes it with
those who are born on barren land, and more Ill those who have drunk by the green river yet awake to barren land.-'"

"Wilt thou to Iceland?" she asks.

"Yes," he answered.

Unfortunately, JJ, it came to pass that:

"Men say that the end of JJ's life was, that he fared abroad,
when he had grown old, to seek for sound timber to build him a Hall worthy of his Love; and he was in the Nordlands that winter, but the next summer he was late, bound in southern straights; and men told him that his ship was not seaworthy.

His Love said she was quite good enough for an Old and Deathdoomed
man, and bore his goods on shipboard and put out to sea to Iceland. But of
that ship no tidings were ever heard, not even from the cry of gulls, and time passed until men forgot to seek to hear"

Sunday, June 22, 2008

Almost an Elegy







"When the shadow of the sash appeared on the curtains it was between seven and eight oclock and then I was in time again, hearing the watch. It was Grandfather’s and when Father gave it to me he said I give you the mausoleum of all hope and desire; it’s rather excruciating-ly apt that you will use it to gain the reducto absurdum of all human experience which can fit your individual needs no better than it fitted his or his father’s. I give it to you not that you may remember time, but that you might forget it now and then for a moment and not spend all your breath trying to conquer it. Because no battle is ever won he said. They are not even fought. The field only reveals to man his own folly and despair, and victory is an illusion of philosophers and fools."
William Faulkner

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

I'm with McCain on this one

“I looked into his eyes and saw three letters: a K, a G and a B." OK, he (almost) gets my vote now. If he only were as square-jawed as Mitt...