Author: Tim Constant

When asked why she has never gotten a tattoo, my wife replies, "You ever seen a bumper sticker on a Ferrari?" She is joking, of course, but it is a hilarious one nonetheless. You can't walk a city block without seeing all sorts of skin graffiti covering arms, legs, backs and, increasingly, faces. This is … Continue reading Exogenous Identity →

When a man achieves the status of legend he becomes immortal. Robin Hood, William Wallace, and countless folk-heroes through the centuries became larger than life, their exploits pushing into the realm of the supernatural. Ideas cannot be killed as easily as flesh and blood. Once the story builds steam only the head of the man … Continue reading The Global Outlaw →

Introduction My wife and I have a good time joking around about what our preferred pronouns would be, if ever cornered. She is inclined to say her personal pronouns are "this/these" just because she thinks it would be funny to hear some human resource agent in all their sycophantic pomp to refer to another human … Continue reading Pronoun Pronounment →

Scanning the terraformed landscape of a post diluvian world, the most striking feature that may have caught Noah’s eye was the corpses of man and animal strewn about, bloated and pale, and beginning to smell. Far from the typical Sunday school artistry, the actual remnants of the flood had a lot more silt and boggy … Continue reading A Trickle Amongst The Toes →

Comedian and outspoken atheist Stephen Frye was asked what he would say to God in the unlikely event he happens to find himself at the pearly gates. “I’ll say, ‘Bone cancer in children? What’s that about? How dare you? How dare you create a world in which there is such misery that is not our … Continue reading Redlining the Sufferometer →

This past July 4th I went to City Park in our fair city to watch the works. If you remember, this was on the tails of the SCOTUS overturning Roe, and there was the compulsory clan of rabid, white, female protestors slinking amoebically through the crowds of families. After they felt like they made their … Continue reading Set the Irony to Wool →

If your grammatical sensibilities were offended by the title, that preposition dangling like a snood, I offer my apologies - The Stuff Of Which We Are Made seemed cumbrous. Also it gives me a snipply little intro into the topic on hand today. So since the English language does not forbid it, and since it … Continue reading The Stuff We Are Made Of →

Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us in Christ with every spiritual blessing in the heavenly places, even as he chose us in him before the foundation of the world, that we should be holy and blameless before him. In love 5he predestined us for adoption to himself as sons … Continue reading When And Where →

ANDREW PARSONS/REX/SHUTTERSTOCK With Queen Elizabeth II passing last week a horde of commenters, both friendly and fiendish, came from the woodworks, some to eulogize, some to vilify. Some of the nastier ones wished from the bottom of their blackened hearts that the Queen’s last few days were filled with pain and anguish - a just … Continue reading Her Majesty’s A Pretty Nice Girl And She Really Has A Lot To Say →

My sweet little wife and I decided it was time to replace the windows in the sunroom on the back of our house. I call it a "sunroom" but don't be thinking I live in some Tuscan villa - this thing was built in the seventies using pallet wood by the previous homeowner who, by … Continue reading Mold Inspection →