Greater than the massacring of bullocks is the sacrifice of self. He who offers up his evil desires will see the uselessness of slaughtering animals at the altar. Blood has no power to cleanse, but the giving up of harmful actions will make the heart whole. Better than worshiping gods is following the ways of… Read More »
Beer ice cream! http://www.benjerry.com/our_products/flavor_details.cfm?product_id=180
Sometimes, when I hear someone’s getting married for the first time, I think, “How cute. A practice marriage.” I feel cynical. The best way to prevent divorce is to not get married. False marriage–a struggle of one person using another, or mutual destruction, with a pain that drags on and on–is the commonest misuse of… Read More »
Last night I was up late writing and heard a sound outside that gave me a chill. I went through “What’s wrong with that animal?” to “Oh my god, that’s a kid” to “Oh my god, that’s an adult.” Just the most bone-chilling howl, then a slamming door and screaming shouts. I froze and kept… Read More »
I Pretty girls are a dime a dozen, but super-intelligent, kind, loving girls are rare as a pearl the size of a grapefruit, rare as pink diamonds, rare as a pure white dragon who lets you ride him in the night. What’s all this concern with outsides anyway? Don’t let your eyes give you a… Read More »
I got this organic tomato paste which is my new secret ingredient for everything. I love an intense cooked tomato flavor. The nice thing about this tomato paste is how it’s in a cute little jar. I add a spoonful here and there, like to Erik’s eggs, or to some broth I’m simmering ramen noodles… Read More »
Brilliant brilliant brilliant essays here. I’m going to submit something. http://www.freshyarn.com/30/essays/cohen_amemo.htm
My four-month period ended a couple days ago. It’s so nice I don’t have to think about it: life is more convenient. So hopefully I’ll have a cycle now.
Did you know I hate cilantro? Well, I do. And I joined a support group. http://www.ihatecilantro.com/member.php?user=robotmad
My first modem was 300 baud and given to me by my friend Scott so I could call the local BBS from my Commodore 64. I’m too embarassed to say the names we went by there, but if you ever thought my email address was stupid, that’s why. I was 14! The BBS had a… Read More »