Monday, September 26, 2011. A friend and fellow food blogger from the food crypt. Found these these anthropomorphic images of greatness and mailed me the link. The tortured veggie images are Illustrated by Louis Peltier. This is a photo of the one available there. Looks like a nice one to me. Sunday, December 26, 2010. Sunday, January 24, 2010. This bread keeps really well because of all .

Talking Heads - Crosseyed and Painless. The Second Hit takes a look at.

Sunday, May 1, 2011. I poeti lavorano di notte. Quando il tempo non urge su di loro,. Quando tace il rumore della folla. E termina il linciaggio delle ore. I poeti lavorano nel buio. Come falchi notturni od usignoli. E temono di offendere Iddio. Ma i poeti, nel loro silenzio. Di una dorata cupola di stelle. When time does not press on them.

Monday, April 30, 2012. Darkness fell -so did my slip, dress and heels. He switches off the lights, I turn them on. Absinthe scorches my lips, his thighs. We tango hip to hip, my feet never touch the floor. He trademarks my neck with his teeth. Green nymphs parade across his shoulders as we dance. Fast, slow, matching, pacing. His smirk, a result of my rowdy lament. Bound, by his coarse hands and palatable cologne. I tease, he begs, I relish.

What is a Concussion? Blasts From The Past. The full segment and article can be found here.