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The amorphous, evolving, head-scratching vocabulary of an almost-toddler

Car is car. Dad is car. Light is car. Vacuum is car.

My son is basically Brick Tamland. He loves lamp, and everything is lamp. 244 more words


I love tile.

I realized a few weeks ago that much of the conversation between PCVs in-country sounds like Brick from Anchorman:



Emergency Late Night Blog: My Other New Blogger Is A Serial Killer

There’s not even time to even think of a solid picture to open up this article with due to the madness that’s transpired the last few hours. 247 more words

Around Golden Sombrero

67. On Hearing the Anchorman Lecture

Is there a single man who knows the news?
It changes by the tell and by the ear.
More steady is the rapid sea shore wave… 86 more words


1970s - "You've Come a Long Way, Baby"

Photo by Milan de Wet.

The seventies invited in a hardcore social shift known as the ‘second wave-feminism’. There was no sloppy recklessness as with the twenties, yet many took advantage of the freedom to experiment with emotions and artistry in a bid to find truth (von Furstenberg, 2012). 532 more words



I recently found out that a long-time patient (5 years for me, longer for others) finally died, having lived over 25 years with a condition that normally would  have limited life to less than 10.  526 more words

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