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Snobbery Is The Only Currency We Have In This Bankrupt World
This is a blog named Baby Ruthless. It is run by Johnny, who does not think of himself as, nor should ever be referred to as, Baby Ruthless.
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Words I Recently Had To Look Up
expatiate: 1. to speak or write at length or in considerable detail. 2. to move about freely; to wander.
gravid: in an advanced stage of pregnancy.
quiescent: being at rest; quiet; still; inactive or motionless
expatiate: 1. to speak or write at length or in considerable detail. 2. to move about freely; to wander.
gravid: in an advanced stage of pregnancy.
quiescent: being at rest; quiet; still; inactive or motionless
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2 comments:
Is your misspelling of Jimmy Buffett's name a subtle comment on how much you despise the man, the music?
Heh. No, just another reflection of the amount of care and effort I put into this site. Also, I'm almost always distracted by buffets.
Fixed!
Actually, I think Margaritaville is a pretty misunderstood work, and sorta genius. It begins by describing what seems like a beach bum paradise, but as the song goes on, we see the singer's situation as a sort of static hell where nothing ever changes and the singer is stuck, unmoored yet somehow fixed. And worst of all: "I know it's my fault."
Unfortunately, I don't think this point has been picked up on by most of the song's fans. And then, weirdly, Buffett himself seems to have forgotten it as well, and embraced the beach bum lifestyle wholeheartedly with none of the reservations his younger self had shown.
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