My recommended blog list in the side bar has been so confused for like three weeks:
“Johnny … Star… Sailor Monster… Homicidal Trek Maniac Moon High???? COLORS???”
My recommended blog list in the side bar has been so confused for like three weeks:
“Johnny … Star… Sailor Monster… Homicidal Trek Maniac Moon High???? COLORS???”
what happened in roughly 1870 though
why was there temporary internet
with a few people searching for pokemon?
It’s a search of Google books, but the question still stands, what the Fuck happened in 1870
I CAN ANSWER THIS!!
In the Cornish dialect of English, Pokemon meant ‘clumsy’ (pure coincidence).
In the mid 1800s there was a surge of writing about the Cornish language and dialect in an attempt to preserve them with glossaries and dictionaries being written. I wrote about it HERE.
I just love that this post happened to find the ONE HUMAN ON THE INTERNET who had the answer to this question
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In very rare circumstances it is possible to see a full 360 degree rainbow from an airplane
target locked. firing lesbian ray
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Whom Gods Destroy“Mister Spock, do you consider Captain Kirk and yourself brothers? ”
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Okay, so I already have a tendency to ramble in my writing, but when combined with Julian and Garak’s natural tendencies to talk?
Nobody ever shuts up
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GET TO KNOW ME: [1/5] FAVORITE SHOWS → Star Trek: Deep Space Nine (1993-1999)
SISKO: That may be the most important thing to understand about humans. It is the unknown that defines our existence. We are constantly searching, not just for answers to our questions, but for new questions. We are explorers. We explore our lives day by day, and we explore the galaxy, trying to expand the boundaries of our knowledge. And that is why I am here; not to conquer you with weapons or ideas, but to coexist and learn.
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I saw Holy Warriors at the Globe today. A very interesting fantasia about the Crusades… Not exactly perfect, the second act was confusing and muddled, and sometimes I felt that the author was trying to pile too many historical references one on top of each other.
John Hopkins was a great Richard the Lionheart: impulsive, funny, stubborn. And the fierce Eleanor of Aquitaine (one of my favorite women in History) was wonderfully played by Geraldine Alexandra.
But for me the star of the play was Alexander Siddig. His Saladin is elegant, cunning and has a huge amount of charisma (also, the man is incredibly attractive, even more in person *sighs*).
All in all, a good play and a nice day on Southwark, where I also visited the Tate Modern.
More to see and do tomorrow!
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