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2009 Update: A particularly advanced degree in law available those who prefer to advocate mischief in the classroom rather than the courtroom.
Redefining misanthropy for a fresh generation. Standard posts begin with a definition from Ambrose Bierce's The Devil's Dictionary followed by a modern adjustment. Miscellany on Wednesday and storytelling on Saturday.
Though the winds howl, and the night should turn ebonAnd fear should flow cold through the fount of the pen;Though their names be given to few to adoreAnd the granary bares it's own earthen floor,The complaint is the same where the scribes congregate"All my orchards I'd offer to be laureate."-Anonymous
Labels: L, Versity Training, Wordbook

Labels: Fiction, Story, Wolfshausen
Labels: Fiction, Story, Wolfshausen
Labels: L, Versity Training
When David said: "All men are liars," Dave,
Himself a liar, fibbed like any thief.
Perhaps he thought to weaken disbelief
By proof that even himself was not a slave
To Truth; though I suspect the aged knave
Had been of all her servitors the chief
Had he but known a fig's reluctant leaf
Is more than e'er she wore on land or wave.
No, David served not Naked Truth when he
Struck that sledge-hammer blow at all his race;
Nor did he hit the nail upon the head:
For reason shows that it could never be,
And the facts contradict him to his face.
Men are not liars all, for some are dead.
—Bartle Quinker
To Rome said Nero: "If to smoke you turn2009 Update: v.i. To practice
I shall not cease to fiddle while you burn."
To Nero Rome replied: "Pray do your worst,
'Tis my excuse that you were fiddling first."
—Orm Pludge

Labels: Fiction, Story, Wolfshausen
Old Paunchinello, freshly wed,
Took Madam P. to table,
And there deliriously fed
As fast as he was able.
"I dote upon good grub," he cried,
Intent upon its throatage.
"Ah, yes," said the neglected bride,
"You're in your table d'hotage."
—Associated Poets
Labels: L, Versity Training
Moses Mendlessohn having fallen ill sent for a Christian physician, who at once diagnosed the philosopher's disorder as trichinosis, but tactfully gave it another name. "You need and immediate change of diet," he said; "you must eat six ounces of pork every other day.""Pork?" shrieked the patient — "pork? Nothing shall induce me to touch it!""Do you mean that?" the doctor gravely asked."I swear it!""Good! — then I will undertake to cure you."

Labels: Fiction, Story, Wolfshausen
Labels: C, Versity Training
A savage beast which, when it sleeps,
Man girds at and despises,
But takes himself away by leaps
And bounds when it arises.
—Ambat Delaso