And when I go to work or to get groceries or whatever and bid farewell to my lady friend for a few hours or the day, I like to remind her to endure not yet a breach, but an expansion, like gold to airy thinness beat. She was an English major (but not that kind of English major) and rolls her eyes.

...ending with "I had rather owner be
of thee one hour, than all else ever."

I love it so much. There's a very thin line between overwrought and transcendent and he mopily wandered that line, sentences flying every direction, sometimes understood only when read aloud and then mostly by vibes.

it's so perfect

It also has the single best fourth-wall break of the decade, if not ever.

Definitely an important aspect of her continuing cuteness. 8)

When I was a youth, Oregon Public Broadcasting played the Peter Davison series, before looping back to Jon Pertwee and doing it all again. For whatever reason (probably budgetary) they never got to Colin Baker.

Aw man, Peter Davison. Like the Doctor said, "You were my Doctor."

Also Tegan's still cute.

AEtherwaves volume 7 is out today— all tracks made using AE Modular gear and all proceeds go to Doctors Without Borders.

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That photo is so oddly liminal.

Yeah, this must be awful and frustrating for them. I hope they're well.

There can't be that many people still there, can there? Didn't they close the local office and move most of it overseas?

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Oh yeah, seizure warning. Also possibly some kind of neuroprogramming. But it's got a funky beat and you can bug out to it.

Check this out (even if only for the way it's filmed and assembled):

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And I keep seeing people posting things like "Oh no they were so good." No, aside from like one okay ale, their seasonal beers were novelty items and usually tasted like somebody's homebrew experiment that kind of worked. They weren't all that. They were just ubiquitous.