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, July 18, 2001

When I grow up, I want to be an art-rock terrorist.

(I don't know either, but that's a great phrase, and I collect interesting words, phrases, lines, sentiments, thoughts, theories, extrapolations, musings...

I collect the interesting bits and pieces of the English language, as bastardised daily by the general populace.)

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