Another means of silently lessening the inequality of property is to exempt all from taxation below a certain point, and to tax the higher portions of property in geometric progression as they rise. –Thomas Jefferson

For I am neither the first nor the last of a long caravan skipping from the shriveled hearts of the cities into the open meadows of God.

Also, the glass around the flame gets hotter than glass ought to get without turning another color or beeping or something. It didn’t come with a Surgeon General’s Pithy Tip printed all down the side, so I found out the hard way. A couple times.

Half the people I meet hear me say “farm” and instantly translate “drudgery”. (The other half translate “sylvan paradise” and are precisely the folks whom the first group spend their lives trying to save from disappointment and fitness.)

On one side of the billboard, occupying literally half the billboard, is a giant Egg O’Muffin. Again, I’m veiling the actual name of this product, but to help you visualize it I’ll say that it apparently consists of two muffins, lightly toasted, each about twenty feet wide.

Thou shalt make thy blog regular as a scandal in Iraq: it shall appear weekly, if not daily. Else the curse of forgetfulness shall doom thy readers, and ye shall fall by the way like those who have no place on a server.

Hath not old custom made this life more sweet
Then that of painted pomp? Are not these woods
More free from peril then the envious Court?

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