No justice, no…problem
Ask not for whom the Community Room door opens; it opens for thee. Unless thou art Jackie. Or Hildegarde. Or Boots. Or — heaven help us — Olive.
Catbuntu
Everything is connected. The future is today. (No, really.) And we’re only really “us” when we’re with “them.”
Thin places
The ancient Celts spoke fondly of “thin places.” They weren’t talking about Planet Fitness, your wallet, or the top of Ben Kingsley’s head. Divya knows exactly what they were talking about.
Divinity
The word “divine” has fallen on strange times. Paula Deen’s candy is “divine.” One of John Waters’ muses is Divine. If you play your taffies right, Candy Crush will proclaim you “DIVINE!” And the name Divya is Sanskrit for divine.
Epilogues: July 2014
It’s been a July to remember. We learned that Kanye West is a blowfish, not a shark. We saw a movie in which a raccoon did the talking for a man who’s a tree. And we rode a rocket of changes with a raft of cats.