The Future Is So Bright…
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That chump, Luddite, er, Lutnick really said this out loud and in an
interview? It sounds like generational serfdom and serving the whims of
your class’ be...
Sigh-sound of Lament, of Remorse, Sob-sound of Rue
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Guess what I've been listening to since last Wednesday
First of two last attempts to rematerialize Hamster in our physical world,
the second on Friday
Da...
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So I've had better days. See the video.
The day started out with me having to drive the co-star to not one, but two
urgent care facilities because I muz...
We Don’t Need A New Theory Of EVERYTHING
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Though things have indeed changed since this video was produced, it still
makes the infinitesimally tiny point! “Luminous beings are we; not this
crude...
Merry Christmas! We Got You Some Fauxmosexuals!
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Happy holidays, everyone. People seemed to enjoy last year's riff of D.W.
Griffith's 1909 silent melodrama, *A Trap for Santa*, so we did it again,
with ...
apologies for my absence
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skippy, his co-bloggers and his followers are among my favorite people in
the world. real life has been challenging for me these last few years but i
got m...
good Opening For My Novel?
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As Liz pressed the clutch firmly to the floor and put the car in gear,
musing about how like making love with Richard this was, the way he would
ignite an ...
Tom Fowler was quite a bass player--underrated (and Fowler Bros. a big part of FZ's sound).
ReplyDeleteMerrdly Z-dan, h-bacck
I've never really seen freaking-out spun so positively. I'm encouraged for a change.
ReplyDeleteWhy does Family Zirkus always make me feel so dirty for even glancing at that shit?
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