Wednesday, July 15, 2026

Asimov = 🐖

I've been enjoying Murder at the ABA (by Isaac Asimov*) for a week or so now. There have been some minor misogynistic missteps, but that's pretty much par for the course for Isaac. (Not saying that makes it ok, btw.) And then he did this:


What the fuck, man. Granted this is a character speaking, but given Asimov(*)'s reputation,  it's not a very big leap to see him in sync with this. 

Fucking hell, man...how could such an intelligent man be so stupid?

* 🐖 


P.S. Yet this is how Asimov's (writing in third person) sees himself:


For fuck's sake.
 

Friday, July 10, 2026

That Explains It



"...for him she was uncommon, and we all want to be uncommon, and the moment she realized the error of her understanding was the moment that she left."

"For the Union Dead"
A Registry of My Passage Upon the Earth
by Daniel Mason


Wednesday, July 8, 2026

Stoned Thought

I'm not going to try to lose weight anymore, I'm going to focus on growing five inches.

Saturday, July 4, 2026

Stoned and dozing, almost asleep, when these words came into my head:

If I could go back in time to the moment of my birth and crawl forward, pausing at every moment of unwarranted anger, any moment when I had hurt someone, intentionally or not, scrape those moments up like horse excrement and wash the pavement clean with torrents of baptismal water, that would be a most excellent way to spend another life.



Saturday, June 27, 2026

Poplar Level Road, June 27, 2026

 


The blue stripe is a piece of duct tape.