'Cause it's sunlight where we flew, though the trail is cold above
It is the equinox. Strictly speaking, I slept through the changeover: I fell asleep at the end of summer and woke with leaf-light on the walls. It wasn't hurting me.
rushthatspeaks has posted on Daniel Pinkwater and Surrealism. The tag is my girlfriend dared me. I regret nothing.
greygirlbeast correctly described a band I've been needing for years: Giant Squid. They're like drowned Tom Waits. With more scientific names.
The father of a friend of mine won two Ig Nobels at this year's awards ceremony. First prize, one week . . . ?
If the rest of the season is going to be like this, I can live with it.
The father of a friend of mine won two Ig Nobels at this year's awards ceremony. First prize, one week . . . ?
If the rest of the season is going to be like this, I can live with it.

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I'm going to check out Giant Squid presently. Congratulations to your friend's father.
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Not a lot of bands use pectoral fins in their lyrics.
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Either Lizard Music (1976) or The Snarkout Boys and the Avocado of Death (1982), which I just re-read on Friday. Every single joke in the book is funnier as an adult than when I was in eighth grade. I can also recommend Borgel (1990), which is the one where space-time is like a map of New Jersey, and I have fond memories of The Hoboken Chicken Emergency (1977), but I haven't actually re-read it since sixth grade.
Cellos and deep-sea metal!
I know! The Ichthyologist is one of those albums I stare at and want to know where it's been all my life.