Archive for the ‘Courtney’ Category
It took me this long to realize as with their underdeveloped ideas re their interiors they also had underdeveloped ideas about power. They saw having power over people as the ultimate power. Not power to do great or even good things for people. Or even try their best whether or not they failed. Just power over other people.
COURTNEY TAYLOR TAYLOR
This is the hardest I’ve laughed in a while. This guy has an arsenal of reference points and he can go off like the Queen of queens. And Coupland’s forward really sets up your head to fully appreciate what’s going on here. Damn this is a good read, even though it’s laid out as a coffee tabler.
This shit cracks me up. He goes thru Lenin, Idi Amin, that Romanian psychopath, Hitler etc. It’s worth having.
Brussels got balls.
You can just pull over and say a quick prayer to Anton.
Here we go.
18 kilometers of tunnels filled with booze under this place. This famous Champagne town of Epernay has more kilometers of tunnels than it does roads.
Musee du Champagne.
I think I feel a song coming on.
Went to a tasting at Castellane. Mmm. Big bottle.
I had to pick some grapes. Of course. They’re almost ready.
The bones of Dom Perrignon. I love this kid. No respect.
Commando Champagne. Who woulda….
Like Russian nesting dolls.
I went to this amazing fortress/castle and I must say it’s my favorite. Wow what a cursed place tho. I couldn’t really capture the strength of it in a photo but it seemed as impregnable as any I’ve seen. Turns out everyone who owned it pretty much got their ass handed to them. Or their head.
The other side.
Some people are just really good writers. This is your basic Avatar/Dances with Wolves-white man come and take our land stories but somehow this is worth doing again. Well at least the way she has done it.
Why the eff do I feel like I’ve grown as a person from reading it? Same with that Kingsmen movie. I somehow feel like I’ve learned something important which will make me more capable of dealing with the world and being a person I want to be. I suppose that’s why humankind has been telling stories since before we came down outta the trees.
I am curious as to why she didn’t call it “THEIR word for world is forest”.