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No catch except, and this was freaky, Juha pm'd me to say the "a" was missing. I thought to myself, dude, that's obscure geek sh*t, but then he pm'd back to explain that our Archive isn't working (because we slackly refuse to upgrade our blog). So anyhoo, today I uploaded another pic at the head of teh blog (looseliver.blogspot.com) sorry RB but I'm guessing you don't read the loopy threads and I wouldn't either!
It's not really a blog it's more my friend Paste keeping tabs on my mental state, he love's me, he's in Wellington, I'm going to see him this weekend, yahooo. -
It was the size of a small kitten, it must have escaped a well fed prison, as I had, however I suspect it fell prey to the outside world, but in that brief moment of freedom, it was a 12 foot fun loving monster, I saw in it's eyes that it knew it's days were numbered, but the chilling calmness, well spotted Agent R, it was indeed my ally, for I used it's placid acceptance of fate to manouver my own way through a maze of woo woo weirdness.
I live happily Way Out West now, completing but one, The Movement Westward (and yes you can google that I would assume, as personified in the movie Deadman...another tale). -
Well duh!
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True story, when I lived in Mt Eden, my 2nd floor window looked out a big bamboo bush, 40 feet high. I was gazing out the window, as you do in Mt Eden and gazed straight into the eyes of a very large, very calm hampster, tan and white, puffy cheeks (like SPG but groomed), I stared back, it stared at me, it said...
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Bless Wkipedia,
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He's both.
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Hyrax are a high order of mini horse actually. But your riff got my head swaying in a hands in the air dance like RB way...keep going with the carney riff...do you think Mickey ate mouse?
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You are staring to communicate in little parses Agent R, but I can read you mind...yes I have an associate of far greater erudition and talent than myself, he is Werner and I am Klaus, his name, Marvin Pastetaster, in keeping with our bloglesshoplessness, Paste rarely posts, and Burg, the mysterious 3rd, never posts, in fact in a fit of misplaced peeve? Burg started up another collaboration and does not say anything.
Our blog, initially called Looseliver by Paste for I dunno why get spradic name changes and we rarely actually post about anything, it's a Sienfeld episode, I hate Seinfeld, so it's not, it's My Best Fiend more like. It's a silly schoolboy in joke, no it's not, parrpppp.
I always feel like a cheater when I talk about it, hope RB gives the OK because Sword Head is a doozy, even if I say so myself, oh and there's some poems, but the Archives don't work, Juha told me so he's been checkin' me out. Anyway Paste is My Master, I actually serve Him. -
To set another before you is a sublime act.
William Blake. -
Cough, over-compensation...etymology smetymology, grief I sound like a G.O.M.
Parsnips suck, mouse meatballs are nice, and guinea pigs are a food source for Peruvians, though I havn't been there to verify this, I may use The Second Attention to do just that. Agent Riddley has anyone ever told you that your gravytar resembles a shaved guinea pig, and I mean this respectfully of course.