idli sambar

there's a cyclone in Oman

wtf

nobody says it's our fault, everyone's just concerned about the oil

we need to make sure our shipping lanes are open, because we do so many important things with that oil

if the storm (god forbid) disrupts our oil supply what the shit shall we do

we're doomed!

that's what they say in the hit film "hysterical" from the 1980's

this summer is the dryest on record for los angeles and the mayor told the people there to stop taking showers

wouldn't a slight change in corporate conservation make more sense than having millions of LA people stop showering

isn't the dirty look in in LA anyway?

or is that another city?

Tijuana?

Cairo?

What dirty city do you live in?

This evening I had a craving for some of that tamarind broth they give you when you order "Thali" style in Indian restaurants, I didn't even know what it is, but am sure it's also called "Thali-filler so we can rip you off and give you some slightly tasty water" - but it is damn good, i find out it's called "sambar" and you eat it for breakfast on rice!

yes!

now if there were only a way to incorporate some thai beer in there then we'd be all set
and some shrimp ceviche

paso doble
we're doomed!

divorced from orc?


London - William Blake

I wandered through each chartered street,
Near where the chartered Thames does flow,
A mark in every face I meet,
Marks of weakness, marks of woe.

In every cry of every man,
In every infant's cry of fear,
In every voice, in every ban,
The mind-forged manacles I hear:

How the chimney-sweeper's cry
Every blackening church appals,
And the hapless soldier's sigh
Runs in blood down palace-walls.

But most, through midnight streets I hear
How the youthful harlot's curse
Blasts the new-born infant's tear,
And blights with plagues the marriage-hearse.