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  1. Guess what didn't happen?

    by , 09-02-2007 at 12:49 AM (I'm a Diced Tomato)
    Yeah. The book signing. Oh well. Just too many things came up. S'okay...I'm really not too disappointed. I live in Southern California. Everything happens here. 'Specially DEVO, since they all live here. Soon there'll be a DEVO concert around here I suppose...that would actually be better. I can technically still go to the book release/art exhibit thing...'cept he won't be there to sign the books.

    So far my labor day weekend has consisted of

    1. Watching various
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  2. Poetry by the martian king

    by , 09-01-2007 at 04:37 PM (The Nation of the Glorious Turnip)
    That's right, it's poetry time! some you may have seen before, a few from the archive, and some fresh of the translation assembly by Martian Knives INC!

    On the beach

    No one asks me if I like the air
    Yet I’m filled with it by her kiss
    Throw me away and I’ll fly
    Through the air, catch me by my skin

    Like a bird in the sky
    Gentle breeze move me with a sigh
    Toward the sea, where I’ll float
    On the water, I’m a beachball. ...

    Updated 08-16-2009 at 04:55 PM by AimusSage

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  3. Realism of yogi and scientist

    Are you a realist or not?
    When people ask that question ,I ask ,what is your realism?For them realism means only one entity.But for me realism is a multitude of entities.It is a corruption of reality(Wallace stevens)the most independent elastic and prodigious of critical terms.There is the fantastic realism followed by formal realism,ideal realism,infrarealism,ironic realism,militant realism,naïve realism,national realism,naturalist realism,objective,optimistic,pessimistic,plastic,p oetic,psychological,quotidian,romantic,satiric,soc ialist,subjective,supersubjective,visionary ...
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  4. my son thinks I'm the best!

    Here is a discussion I had with my five year old son this afternoon

    Him: “Mom, it’s no fair. Why do you get to grow up faster than me?”

    Me: “It took me just as long to grow up as it will take you. I’m 35 and you are 5. Someday you’ll be 35 and I’ll be 65, an old woman and daddy will be 70, an old man.”

    Him: “Well, I will take care of you then. I will protect you mom. Do you think daddy will let me use one of his guns?”

    Me. “Mason you will ...
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