It’s the end of an interesting week. Paperwork’s still processing, so I don’t want to say anything definitive in print, but, well, good things afoot. Hoping I’ll feel confident enough to say more soon here. In the meantime, read on for three weird bits to close out the week!
Inputs
1: I honestly don’t understand what the governor of Texas thinks he’s up to, except asking to get brought up on federal charges and leaning on the opinion of his Attorney General who has already been impeached and nearly convicted once. An entire state government fucking around, asking to find out.
2: As an English major, I have a license1Per Justin Freiberg at least to make up words.2I am nowhere near as verbose at doing so as Shakespeare was. Many of the fun ones are his, like critic, negotiate, and savagery. However, it’s the words we steal from other languages into English, the bastard of tongues, that are some of the most interesting. Hurricane, cigar, barbeque, and more.
3: I’m not one for psychedelics, but listening to the experiences of Neil Brennan…I’m still not one for psychedelics. However, this discussion between he and Pablo Torre does make the whole experience seem something worth pursuing. Y’know, for other people.
Notes:
- 1Per Justin Freiberg at least
- 2I am nowhere near as verbose at doing so as Shakespeare was. Many of the fun ones are his, like critic, negotiate, and savagery.