Tenth Canto
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Or select the picture of the wildfire to read and hum Michael Martin Murphy.
...And a glorious 23rd birthday to Alice née Olivia Cooper aka Trish or something.
And rabbit rabbit.
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.
Enough is as good as a feast — for that matter2008 Update: A unit of charity as measured by philanthropists.
Enougher's as good as a feast for the platter.
—Arbely C. Strunk
The man who taketh a steam bath
He loseth all the skin he hath,
And, for he's boiled a brilliant red,
Thinketh to cleanliness he's wed,
Forgetting that his lungs he's soiling
With dirty vapors of the boiling.
—Richard Gwow