The men of Chelm do not despair:
they lift their lances in the air
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In New York, about the only garbage they won't pick up is sunglasses.
I dreamt that Debbie (whom I have never met in person in real life) was at my house looking through one of my copies of the Book of Mormon -...
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Following up on the idea that the pecked are no longer alone in their bodies , reader Ben Pratt has brought to my attention these remarks by... -
Disclaimer: My terms are borrowed (by way of Terry Boardman and Bruce Charlton) from Rudolf Steiner, but I cannot claim to be using them in ... -
I dreamt that a very large man walked into the lobby of my school. He was maybe six foot six and looked like he weighed well over 400 pounds...
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