“Will you please let me go?” said Jane. “I want to get home. I am very tired and it’s very late.” “But you’re not going home,” said Miss Hardcastle. “You’re coming to Belbury.” “My husband has said nothing about my joining him there.” Miss Hardcastle nodded. “That was one of his mistakes. But you’re coming… Continue reading When your hints are not taken
It’s been lovely to see so many people feign reverence for the institution of marriage over the weekend. Let’s do this again sometime!
Edwin H. Friedman complaining about totalitolerance before it was cool
Microsoft Office is a boyfriend that treats you real bad because he knows you don't have the courage to leave him.
It is getting quite late, but my rowdy neighbours are making their demands clear: 1. They want to dance with somebody; 2. They want to feel the heat with somebody. (“Somebody” is specified as “somebody who loves them”.) I am disinclined to help them.
We live in strange times. Nobody wants to assume that I’m a man, but almost everybody assumes that I’m from the UK.
A review of and reflection upon Fyodor Dostoevsky’s brief and beautiful tragedy White Nights.
In which I explain briefly that I read and enjoyed a Wodehouse novel; the reader somehow derives a little second-hand enjoyment from the fact of that.
I just received a call from an unknown person asking if I was the land surveyor. If I recall correctly, this is roughly the premise of Kafka's The Castle.
AD 30 / John T. Baptist Editor’s Note Things have not been easy for Australian Christians this year. As the postal survey on same-sex marriage looms ever closer, some otherwise conservative Christians are seriously considering voting Yes, while many others have uneasy feelings about imposing an explicitly Biblical concept of marriage on those who have… Continue reading John T. Baptist: ‘I’m a Prophet of God, and I Intend to Vote Yes to Herod and Herodias’s Marriage’