Nietzsche Dog

Again, that eternal question.

Nietzsche Dog

Our Schnauzer finally got a haircut that evokes his namesake. Feel free to call him “Nietzsch” (no one ever knows what to do with that final “e,” anyway).


mortal terr

This mortal terror being at the height of what a person can stand is suitable for comparison to the dread of missing the essay’s morning deadline–for argument’s sake, we’ll call it 8:00. Class meets at 10 and the prof wants to know ahead of time who made it and who failed. (Something of a deadly situation.)