I hate philosophy. Philosophers should be out mowing their lawns or doing something else that's useful.
If in the future I ever meet a philosopher while I am walking on the road, even by chance, I will turn round and get out of his way as if he were a mad dog.
by melinama @ 8:07 AM
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Best of Pratie Place:
In which I take Menticia and Itxa to the beach
I go sailing, make biofuel, and have blissful moments.
Bulgarian National Revival Architecture
Lunch with a Curmudgeonly Friend
Blueberries, Hot Sauce, Yoga, and deep-fat-fried Twinkies
Bad Spelling and Weird Food at the State Fair
Omagh, Bluegrass, the Sacred Harp, and Bollywood
Brides Do Not Control the Heavens
Scott's Fatal Antarctic Expedition
Lorax Hall of Shame #1, #2, #3, #4, #5
Sweet Potato Queens' Advice to the Lovelorn
Wedding Vendors - some not very useful rankings
Republican Woodstock: The Neshoba County Fair
A few of my daughter
Melina's great posts:
If you don't eat bones, your teeth won't hurt.
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Ha!! I think; therefore, I am.''~~~Susanlynn, fondly remembering her college philosophy professor who looked like Johnny Carson and wore little buttons with odd sayings on his lapel
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