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Thomas Paine, Paine, go away, come again some other day when I am not sick and sleepy but unable to sleep and unwilling to read you. Also, T Pain, go away.
"Realistically! That's another buttered bun to excuse murder!"
Sinclair Lewis.
I've read a very odd combination of things today, a mixture of 18thc political philosophy, 17thc French theatre, and 1930s fictional fascism. Plus, nice bold headline this morning. The Globe moves the weather down to the bottom for important sports victories but not world news.
There is row of five paperwhite bulbs planted in a skinny flowerpot next to me- they are all sprouting at different lengths and I wish I could seriate them like the patterns in the Verizon commercial, height order.
"Realistically! That's another buttered bun to excuse murder!"
Sinclair Lewis.
I've read a very odd combination of things today, a mixture of 18thc political philosophy, 17thc French theatre, and 1930s fictional fascism. Plus, nice bold headline this morning. The Globe moves the weather down to the bottom for important sports victories but not world news.
There is row of five paperwhite bulbs planted in a skinny flowerpot next to me- they are all sprouting at different lengths and I wish I could seriate them like the patterns in the Verizon commercial, height order.