Eleri actually pooped on me today. That is a feat which Soren never managed, and which I thought I might have been destined to avoid. No longer. I feel so unclean.
Eleanor McEvoy has a number of lovely songs. Whisper a Prayer to the Moon is beautiful. Great lyric: If I had the powers/I'd give you the stars/the sun and the light/of the moon.
Dark Sun:The Making of the Hydrogen Bomb, by Richard Rhodes. discusses the nuclear arms race. Pretty freaking insane.
4 comments:
Didn't Soren poop in the bathtub with you? That's just as bad, IMO.
I thought with you.
Revenge is a dish best served stinky!
Grandpa J
that's pretty amazing!
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