The giraffe is the only animal that has the heart far from the thoughts… It has fallen in love yesterday and still doesn’t know it.
If you can do no good, at least do no harm.
Kurt Vonnegut, Slapstick
Today I learned Jupiter is the love child of Edvard Munch and Vincent Van Gogh.
Antibiotics and indoor plumbing sure are tits, but in my opinion, the best thing about being alive in this day and age is all the space travel. Now that we’ve broken through the stars, we’re experiencing a whole new level of beauty that’s been sleeping just beyond our exosphere. If nothing ever comes of our curiosity but all these gorgeous pictures, I think I’ll still be satisfied.
More Jupiter photos fresh from NASA’s JunoCam, HERE.
Spoiler alert: it was drinking and reading scary short stories on the couch.
Suffer The Little Children, Stephen King
The Boogeyman, Stephen King
There Will Come Soft Rains, Ray Brabury
The Yellow Wallpaper, Charlotte Perkins Stetson
Army of One, Junji Ito
The Jaunt, Stephen King*
Wendigo – Pt. One & Two
I met a man in Nigeria years ago,
who said he had three hundred relatives
he knew by name.
His wife had just had a baby.
They were going to take it
to be welcomed and marveled at
by as many of those relatives
as they could find,
there was a war going on.
Wouldn’t you love to have been
such a famous baby?
I wish I could wave a magic wand
and give every desperately lonesome
and hungry and lost American
man, woman, or child
the love and comfort and support
of an extended family.
Just two people and a babe in the manger,
given a heartless Government,
is no survival scheme.
Kurt Vonnegut, American Christmas Card 2004
Trans ī re
Thanksgiving Day was a holiday when everybody in the country was expected to express gratitude to the Creator of the Universe, mainly for food.
Kurt Vonnegut, Breakfast of Champions