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Dec. 10th, 2010 03:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
keyk In my opinion, we should never ask anyone what they want to be when they grow up, until they’ve turned 37.
By Captain Mark of the Lorelei, or in non-reader terms, the creator of Sailor Twain.
I wouldn't be posting it if I didn't like it. Seriously, that would be awesome. The only time people tell us we're young is when they want to call us out on our naïveté. I'd like to think we're all entitled to being dreamers, and if not dreamers, wanderers. We become stagnant because other people make us think we're trapped. So we stop and try to find an answer to a puzzle that isn't really there.
Of course, the mind doesn't always agree with the heart, and, boy, it'd be great if they did! So yeah, that's a bit of heart up there, and my mind still wants to wage war with the poor thing. Also, I am just abusing my soapbox privileges lately, gosh!
Go read the webcomic (nsfw once mermaid hits). It's goooood. :O So much thought put into everything! I had to sing "Shenandoah" for choir, which is an American folk song about the ol' Mississippi river (further research actually says there a different story about it, but that's aside the point). Rivers are just romantic somehow, I dunno. H2O is just funny like that.
Oh, oh, ooohhh, but THIS is also awesome:
Gears are just entrancing. I've always wanted to build something out of clockwork. That's what engineering's for I guess. :S And if it's not your cup of tea, the music's still worth it. XD
And if your stomach can handle it, check out the possible benefits of parasitic worms in yer colon! There's a picture, yeah, but, really, it's not as terrifying as meters-long tapeworms, eck.
Or have some classic humor for your day!
By Captain Mark of the Lorelei, or in non-reader terms, the creator of Sailor Twain.
I wouldn't be posting it if I didn't like it. Seriously, that would be awesome. The only time people tell us we're young is when they want to call us out on our naïveté. I'd like to think we're all entitled to being dreamers, and if not dreamers, wanderers. We become stagnant because other people make us think we're trapped. So we stop and try to find an answer to a puzzle that isn't really there.
Of course, the mind doesn't always agree with the heart, and, boy, it'd be great if they did! So yeah, that's a bit of heart up there, and my mind still wants to wage war with the poor thing. Also, I am just abusing my soapbox privileges lately, gosh!
Go read the webcomic (nsfw once mermaid hits). It's goooood. :O So much thought put into everything! I had to sing "Shenandoah" for choir, which is an American folk song about the ol' Mississippi river (further research actually says there a different story about it, but that's aside the point). Rivers are just romantic somehow, I dunno. H2O is just funny like that.
Oh, oh, ooohhh, but THIS is also awesome:
Gears are just entrancing. I've always wanted to build something out of clockwork. That's what engineering's for I guess. :S And if it's not your cup of tea, the music's still worth it. XD
And if your stomach can handle it, check out the possible benefits of parasitic worms in yer colon! There's a picture, yeah, but, really, it's not as terrifying as meters-long tapeworms, eck.
Or have some classic humor for your day!
