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and yur all meen to me u bring meen birds in my house and call me fat i am not fat im a big butiful cat shut up.

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Steve just moved in with Reesa and me here in Texas. In a few months we hope to move into a better space for three, a proper Dream Cafe, but in the meantime he’s joined us in the Slutbarn*, the duplex that Reesa and I shared for the last couple years. We spent the better [...]

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I’m curious, if anyone knows: what were the usual ages for actors in Shakespeare’s time?

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Steve told me he absolutely ‘had’ to have this…

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…the storm raged and howled with all the anger of an editor disgusted with a writer’s reliance on the pathetic fallacy.

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You have to understand, I really like the World Socialist Web Site. I agree with them about 90% of the time, and am actually impressed with the reporting and analysis at least once a week, often much more frequently, which is pretty damned good. So when they blow it, I take it personally. Here is [...]

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If someone gives me some deep fried calamari in exchange for cheesy fries, is that squid pro quo?

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My friend Fred (Fredcritter on LJ) sent me Steven Pinker’s The Stuff of Thought presumably because he guessed I’d find a book about language and thought and their mutual interaction interesting. He was right. Mr. Pinker is a psychology professor at Harvard, and has written several books advocating evolutionary psychology and the computational theory of [...]

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It fascinates me, in reading over the discussion of “a fundamental human right,” how often various people make arguments of the form, “If there is a fundamental right to freedom from pain, that means that any doctor has to stop whatever he’s doing and treat this person’s pain, right now.” Or, “That means every individual [...]

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We spend large amounts of time blathering blissfully about things writerly here in the Dream Cafe. In conversation the other day about this blog’s title, Steve mentioned that the line showed the true genius of the Bard. In response to the line “What do you read, my lord?”, any good writer could have come up [...]

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Hello to morning readers as well as those reading this post later, at a more humane hour. Thanks again for visiting us at Words Words Words. I am thrilled at the response we have had already. The New York Times recently posted an article entitled Drug Approved. Is Disease Real? Seeing as how it is [...]

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Among the things I admire (read: am shamelessly stealing) from Making Light is the custom of throwing out open threads–no subject, just a place to talk about whatever is on your mind. This is the first one. If we like how it works, there will be more. Go nuts.

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Polonius: What do you read, my lord? Hamlet: Words, words, words. –Hamlet: Act 2, Scene 2 Words Words Words is the new Dream Cafe household weblog, operated by three writers living together — Steven Brust, Reesa Brown, and Kit O’Connell. Now that we’re sharing a home in meatspace, we decided to invite a few thousand [...]

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Let us pay attention to what is going on with Ron Paul. The issue at this moment is not the number of our friends who have “drunk the kool-aid,” the issue is how he has been consistantly ignored by the mass media–ignored far more than his numbers are worth. What does this tell us? I [...]

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