When a person tells someone they love them "until forever", what happens between them dying and forever? Do they still love them during being dead? Can they keep loving them after?

The is a lot of matsa between loving someone until you die and loving someone forever. Both are open ended self-feeding entropy drains. As usual, we won't hold that against them.

There is a lot of matsa between loving someone until you die and loving someone forever. Both are open ended self-feeding entropy drains. As usual, we won't hold that against them.

How are the John Birchers taking to our new Russian president's lovedoll president?

I didn't mean to be here. I don't know if my being here means anything. At least I have the means to be here, for now. This universe wasn't as mean as some others, so far. I still

I want to watch Little Big Man today. I don't which would be easier. Looking for it streaming online or digging out the DVD. Both are daunting propositions. One entails possibly

I hope this Everclear and OJ pairs well with my feta, jalapeno, and ham omelette with buttered toast. It is going down whether it does or not. I'm worried about what might come up.

Our 2014 people thought they had it bad. They weren't in the worse 2014. The 2014 people from that 2014 couldn't imagine having it good. To them it was a legend or fairy tale. Some

I'm not liking channeling The Dutchman. He's a lot more interesting dying than he is being inside me. I'm waiting for another gem like, "French-Canadian bean soup". Better than Las

Cly, short for Clymemnestria, was a bastard daughter of Muscaria Hemlock. As such, Cly was viscous, beautiful, calculating, and overly qualified at most things. Shebopping was her

Those who faced the brunt end of Muscaria Hemlock, which was most of the world, would be surprised to learn that although she raised a brood of assassins, she was a doting mother.

Then we started running. I can't say which was chasing which but I was in the rear being chased by those in front. We did a bit of Hi or Ferris. "Dinner's almost done." I couldn't

There is a reason why we train out psychic scouts in their graves. To remind them they've nothing more to fear. Somehow, somebody allowed Yviann to flop around in any grave but her

Perilous Childe was chided by Fanny Flanagan O'Riley-Pineshowitz-Garcia for his wandering eyes. "Always trying to one eye up Wotan. At least he got second sight with his blinding."

It didn't have to be that way. Except, that it was. The moment at the moment was the winner every time. Or whatever the moment rendered it so. These moments didn't come with second

Notion is a terrible gift for a kid to get at his parent's funeral. Which is why, when we all heard about it, we all knew it had been a gift from Kapusski. More find than gift, his

I arrived before the moment. That gave me a chance to watch its approach. It had an odd gait. More like a shuffle, I thought. Bitter Sweet Symphony whispered something about change

Prophets and lasses went together like something and molasses on an ark in Kansas relieved it is still in Kansas and not somewhere else. Like Manassas where Onassis had an oasis.

Each note turned a new fold in the old grey matter. If there'd been any follow through, it might have mattered. With this coin, the obverse had them splattered & widely scattered.

I keep making the mistake of thinking the internet has a sense of humor. It has a humor. It involves a lot of bile. The sense it has is the same a tick's, just before you pinch it.