tjdewey:
All aboard, Nebraska's our next stop.
tjdewey:
Alas, poor Yorick
tjdewey:
The Monarch's High Estate
tjdewey:
The piano has been drinking...
tjdewey:
Day 108: This is a metaphor for racial 'harmony' (if you'll pardon the rather obvious pun).
tjdewey:
Day 106: Cretins wanna hop some more
tjdewey:
Day 91: Everybody's happy nowadays!
tjdewey:
Did He who made the Lamb make thee?
tjdewey:
Day 90: Look upon my works, ye Mighty, and despair!
tjdewey:
Fearful symmetry
tjdewey:
The Twa Corbies
tjdewey:
Light thickens...
tjdewey:
Day 16: Crow
tjdewey:
"They came with a Bible and their religion, stole our land, crushed our spirit, and now tell us we should be thankful to the Lord for being saved."
tjdewey:
Day 161: A poem, a stink, a grating noise...
tjdewey:
Day 228: r-p-o-p-h-e-s-s-a-g-r
tjdewey:
Soylent Green is people.
tjdewey:
Day 269: Quite chapfallen?
tjdewey:
Day 271: Red Right Hand
tjdewey:
Day 321: Soylent Green is people!
tjdewey:
Day 322: All the advantages of Christianity and alcohol
tjdewey:
Day 331: I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness
tjdewey:
There's a rendezvous of strangers 'round the coffee urn tonight
tjdewey:
She being brand new
tjdewey:
Guess it must be wanderlust
