Did you know THE LAST SUPPER was at Arby's?
What do you do when the people who matter don't care, and the people who don't matter care? It seems like this is the story of my life. But I'm not going to say anything else on this subject until I think about it more.
I was reading a book today and came across this that I thought interesting...
All of them from infancy have the right breast seared, in order that they may use the arm with ease for all manner of purposes, and particularly for the throwing the javelin... They pass two months of the spring on a neighboring mountain, which is the border between them and the Gargarnses. The latter also ascend the mountain according to some ancient custom for the purpsoe of perfomring common sacrifices, and of having intercourse with the women with a view to offspring, in secret and in darkness, the man with the first woman he meets. When the women are pregnant they are sent away. The female children that may be born are retained by the Amazons themselves... Where they are at present few writers undertake to point out...