Friday, September 30, 2011

Fugitives of Chaos, John C. Wright

"When I was young, I thought the act of getting older meant, year by year, getting more sophisticated, more hard, cool, and unpitying. Less innocent.

Maybe that was a childish idea of what getting older was about. Maybe adults, mature adults, get more innocent with time, not less. Because the word 'innocent' does not mean 'naive,' it means 'not guilty.'

Children do small evils to each other, schoolyard fights and insults, not because their hearts are pure, but because their powers are small. Grown-ups have more power. Some of them do great evils with that power. But what about the ones who don't? Aren't they more innocent than children, not less?

So I trudged in the snow, weeping slow tears for a dead monster who had wanted to marry me, and wishing I were like a child, cruel and unpitying, again."

Saturday, September 10, 2011


Wolves don't chew because they don't have cheeks. The food would just fall out the side of their goofy mouths. They have to -wolf- it down!

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Ren Faire

A little girl just took her daddy's gauntlet. And punched him with it!

Me: "My feet doth ow"
Jon: "Verily"

Gargoyle to small child: "You scare me"