'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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I think you're just speaking of a room and slanted light, but still. :)
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I regret nothing.
Nor should you. 'Tis a great piece. I'd never thought of Pinkwater that way. Greatly enjoyed some of his books, especially the one with Attila the Pun.
They're like drowned Tom Waits. With more scientific names.
Clearly I'll have to check out Giant Squid when I'm home again.
The father of a friend of mine won two Ig Nobels at this year's awards ceremony.
Congratulations to him! (Or is that what one says? I hope so.)
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