eel gnat universe
Yeah, you think the snowfall is pretty, and then it blows into your eyes. It's sharp.
Justin sends in the most egregious conflation of church and state in some time, in the form of a town proclamation from Inglis, Florida:
Satan, ruler of darkness, giver of evil, destroyer of what is good and just, is not now, nor ever again will be, a part of this town of Inglis.
And so on. Apparently some of the good people of Inglis need to repent.
I've been reading this journal, whose name I'm not sure about (Aphasia? Now Brown Cow? Both?), off and on for some time. The December 31st entry reminds me of Beckett's Molloy, with the obvious caveat that Beckett didn't write about pigs—not in the literal sense, anyway. There was that character named Hamm.
My paperwork came back from the Guatemala language school. We're ready to roll.
