We come now to that part in the show where we flip the script…
Ready?
Set.
GO!
Then a final mopping…
And 30 minutes from lift-off…
We come now to that part in the show where we flip the script…
Ready?
Set.
GO!
Then a final mopping…
And 30 minutes from lift-off…
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.
Søren Kierkegaard
Walker Percy
Bob Dylan
Literature & History
Letters from an American
Beau of the Fifth Column
This American Life
The Writer’s Almanac
San Diego Reader
The Stranger
The Inlander
Adoremus
Charlotte was Both
The Onion
From Empty Hands
Ellen Finnigan
America
Commonweal
First Things
National Review
The New Republic
All Manner of Thing
Gerasene Writers Conference
Scrutinies
DarwinCatholic
Catholic and Enjoying It
Bad Catholic
Universalis
Is My Phylactery Showing?
Quotidian Quintilian
En pocas palabras
William Wilson, Guitarist Extraordinaire
Signposts in a Strange Land
Ben Hatke
Daniel Mitsui
Dappled Things
The Fine Delight
Gene Luen Yang
Wiseblood Books
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This made me unreasonably happy.
Meat can do that to a guy…
Ha!
JOB
Excellent blogging, but I conclude there isn’t enough food for me at that event. Especially with all those children viciously competing for survival. Some kind of dormant Christianity would well up within me and I would be compelled to give my portion to one of those Dickensian ragamuffins. Also, who would wait politely while you heated the coals and slow cooked that thing. Alcohol available?
Looks delicious to be sure. Is that animal native to Wisconsin?
Thanks!
Damn, that grill is … a thing of beauty. Forsooth, a Weber, and beat to hell at that. Black as the cover of “Being and Time”.
Those in search of Eigentlichkeit, look no more.
Rust on the grill, rust on the meat.
Feckin’ A. Plus.
poetry…some of your finest yet