July 27, 1914: Kafka struggles to eat a peach

Ate rice à la Trautmannsdorf and a peach. A man drinking wine watched my attempts to cut the unripe little peach with my knife. I couldn’t. Stricken with shame under the old man’s eyes, I let the peach go completely and ten times leafed through Die Fliegenden Blätter. I waited to see if he wouldn’t at last turn away. Finally I collected all my strength and in defiance of him bit into the completely juiceless and expensive peach. 

its been 105 years since kafka ate this terrible peach

I looked into the “I’m a luxury few can afford” sweater, and apparently it’s from a knitting pattern book called Wit Knits from 1986 that included a lot of gems… but best of all was this sweater, which I desperately need to own:

Just LOOK at this incredible grumpy old gay robot sweater. Look at it.

Its Bernie Sanders

My god you’re right.

I looked up Wit Knits and you’re right, every one of these designs is fucking fantastic:

i googled “why do cats run around and meow at night” and one of the results listed this as a cause:

emotionally im doing the laminated paper wobbling sound

tommy: the only way we win is if everyone gets three friends to vote…five friends! lovett: if you don’t have five friends, that’s fine!

happy halloween! here is a ghost duet

My new favorite thing is realtors adding “NOT HAUNTED” to for sale signs, completely convincing any sane person that the house is definitely haunted.

me, a middle-aged white man in the midwest with marriage troubles and two kids that need a fresh start in a new town:

i am begging everyone to watch this video right now

HSHDJDJ

Dont avada kedavra the messenger

Forestbound

mood : ancient