Showing posts with label Timelords. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Timelords. Show all posts
Monday, November 19, 2012
Sunday, October 28, 2012
Friday, July 06, 2012
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

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
Saturday, February 04, 2012
Tuesday, November 01, 2011
Which Pic Gets Gored In RINO Time?
Saturday, October 15, 2011
The Accelerated Life.......
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Bah, Do You Peasants Think You Can Verify Versailles!?!
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Friday, January 01, 2010
Friday, May 01, 2009
In Da Garden of Eden, Pepe...
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
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, October 05, 2008
Sunday, September 07, 2008
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...
Labels:
Cosmic Idiocy,
General Petraeus,
planet Pepe expands,
Putin,
Timelords
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