The Loar Axe

There will be a shelf talker in cramped handwriting waiting for your return, ready to sell you on slim volume by Tarjei Vesaas, things of that nature.

Next time you come through town, hit up Phinney Books and blow the tour bus gas money on lovingly-curated small press books in translation.

Even in the future, Starfleet can't escape the most powerful legacy of the 20th century: 30 year olds playing teenagers in school dramas.

Someone fell asleep with "Andrew in Drag" on loop every night of the year.

MGP in PINNIPEDS (2026):

"We're gonna need a bigger 2006 beater sedan."

You want Ludwig, Grantchester, and Endeavor. And if you want to drag the slider alllll the way to Maximum Cozy, you want All Creatures Great and Small.

I love this for her district. Seattle shouldn't have a monopoly on bewildering WA politicians.

"I've got $10,000 riding on 'is Abe Vigoda dead?' and a napkin with his address written on it. I'm going to make my own luck."

Yeltsin on Pennsylvania Ave, blacked out in his underpants, and Bill's just like "lol get that crazy sunuvabitch inside, I'll pour the next round"

This is why Clinton and Yeltsin got along so well.

Starring Amanda Seyfried, returning to the well of SV Freaks in pursuit of an Oscar.

the hater's council just vetoed this actually.

"a real hater hates attention seekers by ignoring them" wise words from one hater elder.

"hate reading is for homework dorks" said another senior hater on condition of anonymity as this statement was a compound diss targeting other council members

Platner DUI mugshot when??

Guess: hormones.

We all know it's Leisure Suit Larry, no point playing dumb.

Imagine Q as a trek showrunner.

He built the skeleton (which is why the spaceship runs on magic mushrooms), but then bounced because it was languishing in production hell + studio disagreements. The good bits of discovery are inherited from him, and the bad bits are from having no idea what to do with the ideas he set in motion.

When I was in college, the guy left behind by Heaven's Gate to keep the website running would still answer emails. Seemed like a pretty good gig.

Obviously this is impossible because Alan Moore looks like he's genetically a wizard, it's simply impossible to imagine what he would look like as a schoolboy oh there he is.

We're going to win (again) and they'll move on to furries, and we'll win (again) and they'll move on to god-knows-what, it will never stop until these chuds are plugged into the heavenban machine.

"well you see, if you understand it as a performative signal then it's more effective when it is costly, aka 'kind of bullshit,'"

"Continuing education" oh you mean when a guy brings room temp sandwich wraps to my office and pitches me on The Future of Roofing Systems with Integrated Moisture Barriers (his product)?

Isa Does It was my introduction. What a gem.

This is the one. Never been disappointed, no matter how deranged the ingredients lists seem.

Without thinking, I referred to the bridge as "the object of Claude's affections" and got the very blankest of stares.

"oh no, the drugs i took made my sleep paralyis demon real."

Tired: A Little Life
Wired: Memoirs of Hadrian

Kaiser Permanente would have fixed the Whole Sick Crew.

"Years and years ago, there was a production of The Tempest, out of doors, at an Oxford college on a lawn, which was the stage, and the lawn went back towards the lake in the grounds of the college, and the play began in natural light. But as it developed, and as it became time for Ariel to say his farewell to the world of The Tempest, the evening had started to close in and there was some artificial lighting coming on. And as Ariel uttered his last speech, he turned and he ran across the grass, and he got to the edge of the lake and he just kept running across the top of the water — the producer having thoughtfully provided a kind of walkway an inch beneath the water. And you could see and you could hear the plish, plash as he ran away from you across the top of the lake, until the gloom enveloped him and he disappeared from your view. And as he did so, from the further shore, a firework rocket was ignited, and it went whoosh into the air, and high up there it burst into lots of sparks, and all the sparks went out, and he had gone. "When you look up the stage directions, it says, 'Exit Ariel.”

A story Stoppard told several times, in several places: