april 14 in idea barrages

Step 1: join a D&D campaign. Step 2: create a female variant-human war-domain cleric named “Saint Edna Vincent Melee”. Step 3: ??? Step 4: Profit.

A group of people all exit the grocery store, all head to toe in camouflage. They did not blend into the grocery store at all. Mission fail.

Progress is real but progress is not irreversible. We’re biologically still the dim apes that accepted slavery, accepted decadent Rome, shoving berries up our noses as Gilgamesh built Uruk’s walls. If one eye is always to be on future hopes, the other must be on not backsliding.

Often I don’t remember my dreams. Even more often, I wonder if my dreams remember me.

Good marinara’s the best thing to dip mozz sticks in but bad marinara’s the WORST thing to dip in. If you use ketchup, you’ll always have a pretty good time. Unless you’re in a real Italian place with real marinara, just go ketchup. This is my entire life philosophy in metaphor.

If you really want your opponent to lose, let them make an ideal of their position. Soon the theorists will care so much about the ideal, they’ll utterly lose sight of the goal. They’ll in-fight about whose devotion to theory is purest, they’ll collapse and you’ll win.

They’re all just wedge-issues really, I doubt most of the GOP legislators even really believe in or care about the horrid positions they’re espousing into law. They’re just trying to carve off enough single-issue voters to win in November. It’s worse than monstrous, it’s cynical.

“Hurt In A Car? Call William Mattar!” suggests “Mesothelioma? Call William Pomona!” and “Caught Drunk Driving? Call William Thriving!” We just clone an endless army of sketch teevee-ad attorneys.