Thursday, July 09, 2009
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Inside: Photos of eyeballs, bees, eyeballs, blue hands, and eyeballs. Also inside: Thoughts I want you to read and to live by and, when especially inspired, to set to opera. Also inside: my fight against vegetable tyranny. Just a little something I do so you don’t have to. You're welcome. Come on in and get your jibber jabber on!
7 comments:
Try to make some allies right away. I hear that helps.
At least you'll be getting great grub. And you'll be allowed out every day for photog exercise in the yard.
Justcurious--Allies help, but what can I provide them? I ain't got street smarts. Or muscle. So...I have nothing to offer but my...never mind. It's too awful to contemplate.
"Dear Technoprairie--I must say that the grub this far has been fantastic. And the photo ops have been terrific. So no complaints from where I'm at. A man could get used to this life."
Michael B.
Brown noser.
Also, as to the prison yard, you have the same lovely MB to offer them that you offer us. Each of us, and them, in different ways. Many many different ways. Many. All lovely. To them.
Ok I think I'll stop now.
Okay. And remember...leave the soap where it lays.
Jenni--soap on a roap it is.
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