If a human is pinned against the magnet but has not experienced life-threatening injuries, DO NOT QUENCH THE MAGNET

the milk of the cow is fine for the calf, but the cheese of the goat is for me

why is yankee bbq always so watery

news update: the blank verse craze has taken an epistolary turn

it seems like maybe, just maybe, it might be possible for good things to happen, and for the right thing to do to be to accept the good thing, revere it, enjoy its qualities and how it enhances every other part of life, and just be happy about it???

it turns out i'm really good at writing love letters*

so, hypothetical situation: what would you do if you met someone out of the blue, not on purpose, with whom you share a freakish number of things in common, one of which is the long-harbored aspiration to be a nineteenth century batshit philologist, and you mutually feel about each other the way goethe and schiller felt about each other

warning signs again of non-sleeping child sleep-deprivation-onset psychosis

nightmare double-feature: cruel intentions (1999) and what about bob (1991)

can i get a round of applause for proactively taking steps that have led to a new friendship that is enabling so many new schemes

people really freak out nowadays when faced with an omniscient narrator

four days laid out with new ailments means i'm being forced to directly engage with d*sney's childhood heterosexual marriage propaganda media monopoly