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After reading…

…’the Taming of a Shrew’ i was no longer certain if the moon was the moon, or the colour red, red. A literary teaser to see if the audience is ripe for esoteric Shakespeareana. If i say ‘Dekker’, do you immediately think of your roofing guy (dakdekker), or DO YOU think of Daphne Dekkers, a […]

unshakespearean wisdom…

…sometimes these things deserve a place:

As I Mature

I’ve learned that you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is stalk them and hope they panic and give in.

I’ve learned that no matter how much I care, some people are just assholes.

I’ve learned that it takes years to build up […]

from the One Cosmos

blog in the comments on today’s post:

I too couldn’t resist sharing this.

Geckofeeder said… Couldn’t resist sharing this one with the coonsters. It was written by an 8-year-old named Danny Dutton, who lives in Chula Vista , CA . He wrote it for his third grade homework assignment, to “explain God.” I wonder if […]

the vogue to quote Vonnegut: RIP

His advice on writing… In Sum:

1. Find a subject you care about

2. Do not ramble, though

3. Keep it simple

4. Have guts to cut

5. Sound like yourself

6. Say what you mean

7. Pity the readers from: How to Use the Power of the Printed Word, Doubleday etc.

Writers are funny […]

AQAL…

…stands for all quadrants, all levels. See IOS blog in the sidebar to download the PDF explaining this. I try to add something to this blog every day. Today’s was Poems about Language. Usually it’s a link to something that has attracted my attention online, or through reading, or conversation, or thinking about you know […]

How long may a man lie i’ th’ earth ere he rot?

The old Ham said something of the sort. I just deleted 154 junk mails, which is kind of apt for this 443rd anniversary, give or take a day or two either way. I’m celebrating in the Damage in my way the birth of our sweet gentle Will. The TLS this week has Jonathan Bate touting […]

The morning after the latest atrocity:

Fight gravity, not war! Shoot barbs of wit, not bullets!

maybe this kid had a dark sense of humour and a taste for immortality until his record too gets broken? All i really know is media spin, anchorpersons in masks of severe gravitas announcing the things i, like them, can usually see, hear and deduce […]

and then there was blog…

…they won’t go away you know. They will push their candidate like a Manchurian candidate until, frothing at the mind you accept their candidate out of sheer exhaustion.

i read some of Richard Whalen’s nonsense today in the Bungehuis. His objections to ‘Oxford as candidate’ chapter is sickly beguiling in its openness to what […]

wind chimes…

I love when the wind blows and storms become just a part of the wind. wind becomes a weapon and gusts at wicked speeds. Then you can lose the certainty of trees remaining rooted in the ground and branches snapping, not swaying in the breeze.

Rain can hit your cheeks like needles, or hail like […]

omigod!

time’s have changed. always have always will. but i mean this, this interweb thingie. i stand in awe. it’s like flight. the moon station right now is a dream, but 20 years from now if public policy and fantasy will it; it will happen.

of course if it is the americans will a franchise is […]