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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!
8 comments:
Well! If you don't remember, I am not going to tell you! How could you forget?
How do you, or any of us, ever know whether it was a dream, or real?
Well, since you are a son-in-law, you're bottom of the food chain anyway. There's only a small step between the usual status of "not worthy enough for my darling daughter" and "now I'm mad".
That's rockin' funny, TP! Excellent observation.
tk: ummm....sorry?
andy d: just assume it's all a dream.
tp: one of your funniest comments ever!
jc: agreed!
love the picture!
Technoprairie--I had two people in mind with this picture. You(!), with your love of lines and orderly form. And the occasional contributor, "Julie," since her husband is a physicist who works in the building in which I took this photo.
....and, more importantly, I have one of your beautiful prints with an image of a Foucault pendulum hanging on my wall!
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