Daily Batman: The name game

Follow the simple formula below to get your “Batman name.”

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I got “Batman,” guys. What did you get?

Breaking news: I’m prettier than a foot

Take that, grade school bullies. At last: the highly scientific scores in this picture represent conclusive evidence that I’m prettier than a foot.

Top: Me. Bottom: A foot. Booya.

Rate yourself, celebrities, feet, other body parts, or cans of peas, at Anaface.com. Be sure to post pictures if you can get a not-face to break 6.76!

Movie Millisecond: Cancer of the Soul

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The Passion of Anna/The Passion/En Passion (Ingmar Bergman, 1969).

Dickens December: Inaugural Edition featuring photographs by Alexey Titarenko

Photographed by Alexey Titarenko.

A wonderful fact to reflect upon, that every human creature is constituted to be that profound secret and mystery to every other. A solemn consideration, when I enter a great city by night, that every one of those darkly clustered houses encloses its own secret; that every room in every one of them encloses its own secret; that every beating heart in the hundreds of thousands of breasts there, is, in some of its imaginings, a secret to the heart nearest it! Something of the awfulness, even of Death itself, is referable to this.

(A Tale of Two Cities.)

Photo credit again to Mr. Titarenko.

I think of this whenever I crest a hill as I drive through a major city. All the houses along the side of the highway, spreading out in either direction further than I can see — there are people in each of them, and every one has their own story, both the public and the private. It’s so inestimable and mysterious and profound. It’s like a miracle: it makes you sure that with so many intricate personal realities intertwining, this world cannot be an accident, and no one is meant to walk through it alone.

Mean Girls Monday: Textual healing — Scrabble edition

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Stop trying to make fetch happen.