Not much to report today. I’m still porting my World Lit writings, and I still need to entirely rewrite Epic Poetry.
I had an obvious thought about my song of the day from a couple of days ago: Placebo’s “Speak in Tongues.” Kitty got married! Why else do you go to an island and come home “without a name”? OK, that’s a cynical way to put it, but the narrator is jealous that Kitty has moved on. This interpretation is less sinister than my previous one, but most of what I said still seems valid.