This morning, I’ve been giggling over the notion of this:
Slogan: “Oil Oil. The only oil oily enough to be called Oil Oil.” Say it out loud two or three times, and you’ll shake your head at my stupidity, promise.
This morning, I’ve been giggling over the notion of this:
Slogan: “Oil Oil. The only oil oily enough to be called Oil Oil.” Say it out loud two or three times, and you’ll shake your head at my stupidity, promise.
A nod to Kierkegaard and Walker Percy: existentialist tomfoolery, political satire, literary homage, word mongering, a year-round summer reading club, Dylanesque music bits, apocalyptic marianism, poetry, fiction, meta-porn, a prisoner work-release program.
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Oilicious!
JOB
That “O” in “Oil” is a flat circle.
My watch is a flat circle.
nice
Now who’s the slippery one?!
Are you sure it’s not an imperative? Oil that oil! Oil it good!
Not that I haven’t been missing your blogging but I gotta say… if you look in the right places, Twitter can be a weird and wondrous place.
(two of the participants are on your “sources consulted list” btw)
oh wait nvm its only Clare Coffey of Babes in Babylon (I mixed up the first name of one of them)
But yeah illiberal Catholic (sometimes misandrist) Twitter before and after dark is pretty cool.
Have found a few Percy fans, but not as many as I’d think. Apparently annoyance with Dreher may have translated into ignoring one of Rod’s favorite authors by proxy.
Whoa.