That’s not a Rorschach, that’s my handwriting!
That’s not a Rorschach, that’s my handwriting!
That’s not a Rorschach, that’s my handwriting!
It occurs to me that prisoners just have more dilemmas than the rest of us.
There is no rest from now on. My friend’s girlfriend said today1 that it was silly for people to fail a philosophy class because it was just philosophy. “Nobody’s wrong in philosophy.” To the uninitiated, this might seem a plausible…
I’ve chosen all my jokes for next semester: logic, ethics, some bio, some cog sci, and perhaps responsibility or Rousseau.
I’m taking a nap. Where am I taking it? I’m taking it out back to shoot it.
Feeling pity for undeserving people much?
Have you ever wondered if perhaps This is what it Is to be happy? Perhaps that’s all there is to it? Whenever I think that it makes me sad..
Invention idea- champagne served in a baby bottle.
I worry that one day I’ll recline my chair too far, fall, and crack open my head. Then the police report will say: “death by comfort.”
“Peer pressure.”