“We were never really born, we will never really die. It has nothing to do with the imaginary idea of a personal self, other selves, many selves everywhere: Self is only an idea, a mortal idea. That which passes into everything is one thing. It’s a dream already ended,” wrote Jack Kerouac in a letter to his first wife, found in The Portable Jack Kerouac. Continue reading
My friend’s a pole dancing lawyer. That’s right. Pole dancing….lawyer.
This milfy little elfin creature elegantly glides her tiny agile body around the pole while discussing criminal law legislation with her husband, who’s also a lawyer. Actually, I don’t know if that ever happens, but it would be cool. She also has about a zillion kids (3 kids), and a stomach you could cut potatoes on (or grate cheese, whatever floats your boat). Read more