Sunshine and Light

Friday, October 06, 2006

It reminds me of a string of wet sponges; it reminds me of tattered washing on the line; it reminds me of stale bean soup, of college yells, of dogs barking idiotically through endless nights. It is so bad that a sort of grandeur creeps into it. It drags itself out of the dark abysm…of pish, and crawls insanely up to the topmost pinnacle of posh. It is rumble and bumble. It is flap and doodle. It is balder and dash. -H.L. Mencken

Previous Posts

• Not in the Habitat
• Hating a Child Killer
• I have become comfortably numb
• The Triumph of Hope over Reason
• War and Peace
• Train, bikes, and Mexican food
• Evening Ride
• Fall
• The Approaching Weekend
• Tour de Chubs

Sunshine and Light.