A sense of aloneness

And for a little while I held onto my weird bond with the dead artist. But – (shockingly) – it turns out leaning on Leonardo DaVinci for reassurance of how totally and completely not-weird I was, was a terrifically bad strategy. And before long the instinctive childlike kinship I initially felt with Leonardo was a source of confusion and something almost approaching self-scolding in and of itself.
Because only DaVinci is DaVinci.

“… and then Hillary shows up”

“There are many times that I think to myself, ‘how the heck did Donald Trump become president?’ And then Hillary shows up on the scene to remind me…” Mary Katherine Ham … Continue reading “… and then Hillary shows up”

More proof that WE ARE ALL SCREWED: Fox News makes sense

When logic and proportion
Have fallen sloppy dead
And the White Knight is talking backwards
And the Red Queen’s off with her head
Remember what the dormouse said