Jul
9
My dog poops solid gold.
Oedipus lets his father live, lets the chariot pass with only a minor quibble, but smacks him firmly on the ass.
Put down your pail, let it go, kid. Home is where the heart is. The wilderness, that’s where God is. Just kidding. Moses thought that. Oh, he was right, and look where that got us, the Hebrews.
Watch it. Finn, you’ve had enough. Go home. Fine. Hand me that last load. Finnegan! Saints. Is he okay? After that fall? I don’t suppose so. God rest him.
Lilacs out of the dead land.
II
It’s like the gold rush around my yard. Read more
May
15
Friday Playlist: Apotheosis
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We don’t think we’ll leave the house this weekend. Based on the poll everyone feels roughly the same. Too much sun, too many people we love. These are the songs to not leave the house to. They follow after the jump. Read more








