Tuesday, November 27, 2012
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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!
2 comments:
She's freaky neat looking.
She understood me as no one else ever has. If you don't believe me, just ask Jeff. He witnessed the connection that Golden Girl and I had. There was nothing unpure or carnal about it. It was the meeting of two spirits who together stared into the void with courage and with the conviction that our (pure and uncarnal) love is more than enough consolation.
She was also an excellent living statue.
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