Tag Archives: anachronism

Not one to try to rearrange the keys to my own liking

Milady, dost thou think me a donner of old hats? A spinner of ancient tales? I am not as anachronistic as all that; I am a modern man, with modern tastes: I like my days filled with paranoia, delusions of … Continue reading

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A girl in the hand is worth two under the table

I can depend on my mother’s charity and the stupidity of mankind… Relying on the tides to rise and recede and the birds to chirp and the squirrels to nibble noisily on things sitting in the branches of some tree … Continue reading

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