Today I found myself arguing that Splinter (of teenage mutant ninja turtles) was behaving unethically in teaching teenagers to fight crime, and he did so know better because he was once human. I'm not sure how I got there.
There are two main categories of old men you meet walking a dog: there are Jack Russell old men, and collie old men, and they are noticeably different types of people.
I'm watching this week's Bake Off a bit late (caramel week), and I haven't finished it yet, but I'm frankly offended that no one has commented on Dylan's amazing hat yet.
This reminded me of another odd and probably forgotten format. I had a CD back in the day (from Boysetsfire, if you're curious) that was a CD on one side, and a Dvd on the other, with a concert video and band interview on it.
Looking at my own writing trying to determine how many metaphors one can cram into a single paragraph before it just sounds pompous. I'm pretty sure I exceeded the limit, anyway.
One of my favourite things in fiction is a framing device, because they so often kind of break down when you think about them. When my professor asked what I thought of Plato's Republic, I said, "Well, they definitely missed that horse race they were so excited about"
As an introductory post, here is my absolute favourite picture I've ever taken of my dog, Hedy. It's not just that she destroyed a newspaper (that shoe shouldn't be there either). It's the expression on her face when she was caught.
The most annoying thing about Feedly is that it keeps acting like I want to use it to be more productive, or improve my work. If it were paying any attention at all, it would know that my goals on Feedly are pretty much the exact opposite.