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Cover to “Countdown to Mystery” #1, Justiniano & Chris Chuckry, 2007

DC Comics.

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“Fight every battle, everywhere, always, in your mind.

“Don’t fight in the North or the South. Fight every battle, everywhere, always, in your mind. Everyone is your enemy, everyone is your friend. Every possible series of events is happening all at once. Live that way and nothing will surprise you. Everything that happens will be something that you’ve seen before.”

—  Petry Baelish (Aiden Gillen) in HBO’s “Game of Thrones,” S7. Ep3: “The Queen’s Justice”



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And we still haven’t gotten any flappers yet.

I want flappers, dammit.

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via The Other 98%

THIS GILDED AGE.

More evidence that Slim Jims are a superfood — the box doubles as a handy pen holder.


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Children’s art from Ukraine, 2014

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Photo credit: ВО «Свобода», CC BY 3.0 <https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/3.0&gt;, via Wikimedia Commons

From a favorite professor of mine.

There is a great article today over at The Free Lance-Star that was authored by none other than Steve Watkins, one of my writing professors at Mary Washington College.  You can find it right here:

Commentary: Censorship Stirs Emotions, and Fuels Interest in Banned Books



“Abelard and His Pupil Heloise,” Edmund Leighton, 1882

Oil on canvas.

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I feel frikkin’ GROSS.

Here’s the thing about a healthy diet — you avoid greasy foods.

But then when you DO treat yourself to a precious cheeseburger, you feel like you just drank an oil-slick milkshake with a chaser of cooking spray.

Update — ET TU, CHEESEBURGER?!



“Château d’Henri IV à Pau (Basses Pyrénées),” Paul-Jean-Pierre Gélibert, 1827

Lithograph, print.

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There once was a fella named Putin …

There once was a fella named Putin
who thought Europe was up for the lootin’.
He invaded Ukraine
but found only pain,
with even the grandmothers shootin’.

(Yeah, I’m back on another limerick kick. Apologies in advance.)