Oxhorn’s “Paddy’s Day” Contests

There is a fatal flaw in reductio ad ridiculum, the favorite weapon used by the likes of Stewart, Colbert and the entire cast of Vitalis Nocturnorum Saturni Dies, if you’ll pardon my rather handsome attempt at displaying erudition by speaking in poorly translated Latin. This flaw, to which I previously referred with corpulent lucidity, being that one ridiculous outcome need not be necessitated by a belief to which one is in disagreement. Continue reading →

I think what it is is that when you have what you know you need right before you, you don’t really want it. You know you need it, and you know it is what you ultimately want and it will make you happy. But when it is there, right before you, easy to grab, you just don’t want it. You wonder if you’ll lose your one and only opportunity to “acquire a disreputable past”, and if you already have one, maybe its the thought of living otherwise that makes you scared. So you forsake it, do the thing that you know, or the thing that excites you, counting on what you leave behind to still be there when you get back. Continue reading →

Love is pretty fragile. Just think how easy it is to destroy love. Open your mouth and utter a few words, and what you labored for vanishes in a moment. It would be nice if the lie was true — that true love is forever, that if you really love someone you can overlook their faults, flaws, quirks, annoyances and even foolish words spoken in a heated moment. Sadly, the reality is that love is fragile, and without careful fertilization, watering and constant pruning, it will wither away and die. Continue reading →