happy birthday, douglas adams! (11.3.1952 - 11.5.2001)
"Okay, baby, hold tight," said Zaphod, "We’ll take a quick bite at the Restaurant at the End of the Universe."
from The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy
He put on a little light music instead.
from Mostly Harmless
There was a point to this story, but it has temporarily escaped the chronicler’s mind.
from So Long, and Thanks for All the Fish
He also heard the official from the Safety and Civil Reassurance Administration issue instructions that the planet in ZZ9 Plural Z Alpha must be made ‘perfectly safe.’
from “Young Zaphod Plays It Safe” in The Utterly Utterly Merry Comic Relief Christmas Book
Perhaps they are particularly unhappy about being crows?
They usually limit their complaining to daylight hours. Must have been an especially tough night.
Whew. Went through and tagged all (or most) of my actual bloggish posts with “scrumtrulescent” so I can review what I’ve posted about. It seems I mostly post about food, friends, and minor daily events. Life is good, even if my dietary decisions are questionable.
The undead walk the streets
Excuse me sir, but you are referencing harmful stereotypes of our dark-feathered friends. That is something I simply cannot tolerate.
Crows live on another plane of existence that happens to cross with ours. They’re probably in the middle of a demon battle.
This post has generated a fittingly eerie overall response.
It’s midnight and crows are screeching. Something’s going down out there.
Bite It - Modified bike seat. Plastic, acrylic, spray paint and epoxy. Hot Art Wet City, Ayden Gallery.
Edward Hopper (American, American Realism, 1882-1967): Lighthouse and Buildings, Portland Head, Cape Elizabeth, Maine.
THIS IS HANGING IN MY LIVING ROOM.