Aziraphale and Crowley wear white and black, respectively, which is a subtle nod to them being an angel and devil, respectively. This is also a subtle nod to Yin and Yang, from the Talmud, which fortells of Ragnarok, the anglicized version of Yom al Ayama, which—spoiler alert—is what the story is about.
Sometimes when doves/pigeons take off they make a fluttering noise in time with their wings flapping. Since they are taking off, usually from a stand still, I’d imagine that it takes quite a bit of effort, despite they’re being light. All that being the case, is that fluttering noise their “fat grunt?”
”Got a sharp mouth a sharp tongue” —G. Love
My wife is the best.
Yeah . . . Yeah . . . Yeah. . . I know. Your baby’s got sauce. But your baby ain’t SUH-WEET like mine.
You’re incredulous. I get it. You’re wondering, out of all the 70 hundred million billion wifes out there, how can I make such a bold claim? Cause this happened:
I was having a bad day. Full disclouse (assuming you don’t want to read the link provided), the shituation was completely my fault. I even realized it at the time. Regardless, a shit storm’s a shit storm and as much as I’d like to be a stoic master, I am not. I went full Hulk over some minuscule entitlement that was being denied me: Popeyes was out of chicken, for the moment, and I was going to have to wait for a full 15 minutes to get a freshly made batch.
(travesty!)Continue reading “My Baby’s Got Sauce”
Mar-Vell’s cat is a crossover from Lovecraft’s universe of Elder Gods. In fact, Goose is an anagram of Cthulhu, which is a subtle nod to my inability to spell and ignorance of what, exactly, an anagram is.
When our life is over, we’re dead. What were we before we were born? Assuming that the nothingness after life is the same as the nothingness before life, were we dead before? If so, doesn’t that make us zombies, of a sort? The Un-undead?