Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
Alas! this blog is
no longer where it is at.
Onwards! (Back to home.)



guts and garters

It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.

Wednesday, January 10, 2001

Wheee! Someone else wants me to beat them with a wet noodle. This is a strange sort of dream come true.

Speaking of strange dreams, I've been having a lot of them lately. Probably due to the lack of A cluttering up my bed and helping me sleep better. I had a very odd one the other night involving a canal with a steam boat on it, an educational institution of some sort run by nuns with over-sized baseball bats and me flying around. At least there were any voice-activated nuclear mushrooms this time.

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