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I bagled on three of the words this week....oneiric and sonder.... As to daylight vs. standard time...why don't they adjust the clocks by a half hour one way or the other? You'll never be able to satisfy either proponents of daylight vs. standard time....

Try at :56 seconds...never liked that haircut.... And talk about 'big hair'...

Tyler...what to say...he wants what he wants but lacks the courage...but Tyler needs to become a distant memory, he lost all cred when he hit Peter...Let him work on his own issues...once you hit someone in anger, when and where does it stop...

Dear lord in heaven...they are in France for goodness sake, can't they find a drinkable bottle of wine??? Julien ordered for them both without asking, and what arrived was correct. Oliver ate. The wine was rough. The food warmed him after a day in the mountains Sound thinking...and a wise move! He lay in the dark beside a man who was sleeping without complication and he understood that the structure was his, not theirs, and that Julien’s telling wouldn’t fit the floor plan—would arrive in its own shape, in its own time, and Oliver’s only task was to be present for it rather than prepared.

Hey @Summerabbacat there I am at 5:09 of the video over Meatloaf's right shoulder....

Could always stiff him with the check as you walk out of the buffet...

In the dictionary next to the word 'obtuse' is a picture of both of them.....

Tweek, a beautiful blooming idiot, and Kudos to Doc and sterilized copper wire!!! Hopefully they can replicate a new pillow....

Xavier is one angry young man, I'd almost say unhinged...

Ok now, what do we have here???

What will the morning bring... He didn’t know what tomorrow would bring when he returned to the village. But in this moment, with Tom’s steady breathing above him and the taste of pleasure still on his lips, Karl let himself believe that maybe the trails ahead could lead somewhere new. Somewhere free.

Be careful for what you wish for, especially in graveyards....

Really now... "More shoes, to replace the ones in the Mercedes. Which is currently wrapped around a tree on the side of the freeway, on fire. So yes. You owe me shoes." He paused and looked Flynn up and down. “You’re going to fuck me later, wearing this… I always wanted to be done by an Amish boy.”

I found the following interesting as it is the second time in the past two chapters that, for lack of better words, "knowing one's place" has been stressed...do these pretentious twits really think they are going to be the ones to rule the world? A township, a county, a state, perhaps, but there are much bigger fish than they and their families out there... And was Bastien saying he knows his place is under the peasant, Lawrence??? Ali sauntered over to them. “Bastien, tell me you didn’t,” he said with a grin. “What is the Veridien motto, Ali?” Bastien asked, his tone mocking yet pleased. “There are just so many. I have no idea.” “Know your place; it has already been chosen for you,” Bastien said breezily.

The accidental bump with the hired help is too much of a coincidence in terms of losing the photo...how long was the photo in his pocket, and who would have had access during that time... As to Ali...Right.......sure...whatever you say... Ali grimaced and squinted. “Really? Is masturbation a common practice in such institutions of law and order?” “Isn’t it here?” “Here,” Ali said, squaring his shoulders, “sublimation of desire is the ultimate goal.” “Interesting. Not everyone appears to be a staunch supporter of such views, however.” “I am quite the staunch supporter,” Ali cared to emphasize.