And then the end of the week veered off into an exciting and hitherto unexplored direction of things my body can do that I'd rather it not, which took far too much time and what we condescend to refer to in this house as my stamina. I went out and acquired an apple crumb pie from Petsi specifically for purposes of making up for the afternoon. My father e-mailed me about the record number of sea lions basking and barking on the floats of Pier 39 in San Francisco.
a_reasonable_man alerted me to the contest to name one of Earth's quasi-moons. Of course I saw just about everywhere last night the news of all 34 felony counts, but I am truly charmed by the continuing proliferation of Mark Slackmeyer.
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- 1: So can we say we'll never say the classic stuff, just show it?
- 2: Did karma do you justice when you're down and out and lost?
- 3: Cigarette, Alka-Seltzer, career to the back of the place
- 4: The rose will grow on ice before we change our mind
- 5: I can see the alchemy
- 6: Is it the lustre of immortality?
- 7: Distant as a northern star
- 8: And deregulate the couple at the bottom end
- 9: You don't have to fly into the sun
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