10-Year Challenge. Dead Communists Edition. Hopefully, for the next challenge in 2019 we’ll have the whole Venezuelan government collection to play with. I’m not sure about keeping those stinky bones, though. I’m for loading the whole party and their minions in a few C-130 and dumping their red asses in the Caribbean Sea, never to be seen or heard of again
I have no idea who wrote this book. TomClancy is dead. JackRyan doesn’t exist. And Marc Cameron is not Tom Clancy — at Barnes & Noble Events, The Grove.
The more modern modern art gets, the less art modern art is as it gets more modern. That ridiculous phrase is art in the everybody-wins world of today, where I can fill balloons with my farts and release them at dusk on the Taos Gorge Bridge in New Mexico, on the last day of the Mayan calendar while black girls born in Idaho on September 23 wrapped in bloody Panam flags read backwards the names of the Canadians killed in WWI as the Voyager’s golden record plays in the background along a loop of canned laughter, and someone will find meaning in this and call it art.…