We’re in Carcosa now.

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<yawn>

On I-40 today, in a traffic jam, in the rain, this popped into my head, and I can’t shake it.

Late to the game, but since you’re talking about favorite covers:

“... the wave flees the place of its creation, while the water does not; like the waves made in a field of grain by the wind, where we see the waves running across the field, while the grain remains in place.”

Annihilation: 89% rating on Rotten Tomatoes, tons of positive reviews elsewhere, get out of the Gawker media echo chamber.

Beck’s Bolero

Somewhat off topic, but some years ago, wasn’t there a brother-sister skating duo (both adopted) who got married after they retired from competition?

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That Depends...

I am not alone! I AM NOT ALONE!!

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The Christian Right had best hope there’s no God.

So can I hate Taylor Swift’s “music” or not?

The question answers itself.

I’m still sitting here going... “earned experience? ... earned?... do you earn experience?” Palms up, shoulders shrugged, I’m looking around the kitchen as I say all this, but I’m here alone.

I’ll just leave this here...

Just noting here that one of the more interesting designers in the most recent season of Project Runway was a young woman from Utah who specializes in modest fashions for modern Muslim women.

Buddy... you can’t win... you can’t lose... you can’t even get out of the goddamned game.