Long Story; Short Pier.

God, hes left as on aur oun.

Haint Blue.

Burger King.

Lighthouses.

Words.

A cold day in hell.

I still haven’t heard the speech, or seen it. I did hear a bunch of attorneys and paralegals cheering from down the hall, and then I heard some historians talk about the speech on NPR (“I think it’s clear Obama decided to deliver one type of speech, and not another type of speech”). —I’m sorry, I’m just not much for this sort of thing, I guess, unless I am. And for whatever reason I’m not, today. But reading Spencer Ackerman gave me a taste of the thrill people are talking about, so hey. Thanks. (You are reading Ackerman, right?)

  Textile help

Glycon.

Getting paid.

Spider-Dress.

Extrapolated futures.

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