It's not in the best of neighborhoods. By which I mean South Dallas/Oak Cliff, which has pretty much been historically neglected, but no worse than sections of where I live now.

But koi pond! Lead glass windows! Sun porch! (In a heavily shaded yard), but Sun Porch!

Weird, freaky-ass art: [link] Not totally work-safe, in an arty-kind of way....

I should just have a blog with my favorite weird, freaky-ass art....

eta: Can I link directly to this image? [link]

OMG, Daisy, that's adorable. So cute! And big! It's more than twice the size of my house.

But koi pond! Lead glass windows! Sun porch! (In a heavily shaded yard), but Sun Porch!

Seriously.

NYT has an article about Saul Kripke today! [link] Most of Bob Bob's crazy genius stories msbelle mentioned a week or so ago start and end with Kripke. He is the be-all and end-all of completely-unable-to-care-for-himself brilliance.

KPRINKLE!!!

Sorry.

ION, Stevie Wonder's Songs in the Key of Life continues to be fucking awesome.

KPRINKLE!!!

I totally thought of that, too.

There's got to be a way to make krpinkle an adjective about Kripke. I mean, really.

Too. Drunk. To. Post.

Seriously. My reality is in a seriously altered state. In a way that is like, serious. A buddy dropped by with a bottle of Macallan Gran Reserva and we indulged to the point where he is snoring on the couch and I am showing my ass on the internet.

Thank each and every God in the Pantheon for the spellcheck feature in the google toolbar.