Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
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guts and garters

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

Monday, February 05, 2001

Notes:
  1. Prudish mainstream audiences don't fully appreciate the giggling experience that is Preaching to the Perverted. Don't try, you'll just wind up with people thinking you're some sort of demented weirdo. And we can't let the truth get out like that.
  2. My archives appeared to be feeling demented again. I plan to ignore them and see if they will go away.
  3. Americans who tip are cool. Americans who whinge are not. Americans who eat all the eggs at breakfast before 8:30 are really not. Remember this for future reference.
  4. And WTF is with Red Bull and Vodka? I mean, honestly!
  5. That Google search box is disappearing. But I made the $15 aim. Thanks to everyone who helped me. (I'd also like to thank the Academy...)
  6. The Goth night last week went off in a serious fashion. We took a dozen or so extras with us, and the organisers were very happy. The music was great, including one memorable ditty called "You Suck" by someone called Consolidated. It had a very catchy tune, but once we started listening to the lyrics, we couldn't stop giggling. The song is about... well, cunnilingus. It's frank, funny and very, very sassy. If Salt 'n' Pepa had half the attitude this group does, they'd still have five times as much as they do now.

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