God is a bad god because he makes bad food.

This is very difficult to refute convincingly.

Incantation for Dog Bite:

Long-kneed
Swift-running
Short of victuals
Lacking in food.
In his teeth
He carries his semen.
Wherever he has bitten
He leaves his offspring.

Hear it in the Babylonian! And in regard to all the obvious questions, I'll echo my source at DesertWindHounds: no idea.

Tell me of your home world, Usul.

We've blogged Ted Hughes splendid autumn poetry before. But here's my personal take on it:

October Dawn in the Southern Rockies

Dame Joan Sutherland: memory eternal!

Steno for the masses.

(Of course)

These people are lunatics, but they sure got some great film:



Article here.