Saturday, January 3, 2004
WHAT WE DO FOR A LIVING.
Dedication to restless inquiry: This is the apple of this curious cat's eye. Random though my insights often are, I find myself fastening every so often on a tangentially related nuance that beguiles the time in a relatively certain manner of seeing: For instance, the book I’ve been reading over the...
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Sunday, December 28, 2003
An ongoing written acount of our move into 2004:
Man-o-war! What's all the fighting for!?? Is it a foil for the oil!?? Or weapons of mass destruction, which seem for all the world to be figments of our collective imagination!?? I hope for peace in 2004. But terrorism is a weapon that could start another world war! I got the idea from a man once...
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Monday, December 22, 2003
GUSTO
Are any of you planning on hosting a party on the holidays?? I have already set aside an evening for a quaint collection of friends and colleagues. I say quaint, because it's bound to stir up old memories. I say collection, because it will undoubtedly result in a lavish display of a wide assortment...
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Friday, December 19, 2003
Twas the BLOG before Christmas
when all through the house, not a feature like Ariala's stirred, save Ifyou-please's mouse. A click of the cursor and a click of the keys, and a comment appears thank you, please. Write again, when you have time, I have thoroughly enjoyed your words most sublime, a foray of wit and intelligence too...
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Wednesday, December 17, 2003
THEY GOT HIM! IT ONLY TOOK 600 MEN!
Kings rule by divine right, or so the prophets said! Presidents, some give up without a fight, they'd rather go peacefully than wind up dead! So it is that an eventful era comes to an ignoble end, with the capture of Saadam Hussein earlier this week. What dire circumstances may yet befall those...
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Monday, December 8, 2003
She is God!
I strike the umbilical chord of life as I embark on yet another journey. A parting is such sweet sorrow retreat is not meet, for I am merely moving onwards to another chapter in a series, a saga or "swagga" as I called my most recent poetic BLOG. This entry is a mere addendum to that one... I aim at...
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Friday, December 5, 2003
Is Emma growing Smaller?
Let me give you an allegory: I went through the looking-glass, and Emma grows ever smaller… but I am amazed at how big an alter-ego she has developed in the last few days… With an inherent tendency to balk at the Queen’s edicts (Ariala, I’m talking to you here!) and a natural revulsion for the Mad...
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Monday, December 1, 2003
Among you!
Twisted myself up into little knots today; my, oh how my innards writhe… Two-time loser on a one-way ticket to paradise drawn by chance at the ice-capades, and here am I bent double like a hitter in a heroin hotel, fixated on the notion of a strange ideation that some folks call the American dream....
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Friday, November 21, 2003
Psychosocial upheaval--Titties and Beer!
Why do I think of Frank Zappa every time I lose my handle just as my rock's going through the house! Damn curling leagues.... rookies should be shot rock! Men with brooms know how to get their rocks off though! (hah!) The other night we were tied going into the eighth end, and I was playing third......
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Wednesday, November 19, 2003
A SONOROUS SONG for you gentle reader...
sitting on the edge of another night and emmasdill-eh is just getting whetted upon the stone of significance: listen now reader for you will soon see one of the most sonorous songs ever sung: Lithe as a languid reptilian lady with eyes of tanguaray, tepid and rare... the servile sardonic rapscallion...
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