Bloglet, the gentleman's mock turtle soup --
Moss made it sweeter than myrrh ash and dhoup


T.I.A.I.L.W.: Molly Picon. _
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02:02:13 AM, Wednesday 26 December 2001

hee-hee-hee-hee-hee
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1. noah 2. scott 3. martin 4. cassie 5. cecily 6. mirabai 7. andrew (hunt) 8. neil

1. sara 2. gillen 3. neil 4. moss 5. tracy 6. blap 7. cecily 8. martin

1. nate 2. cecily 3. mirabai 4. preston 5. juli 6. tracy 7. andrew (hunt) 8. mike

1. cassie 2. bridgie 3. katherine 4. blap 5. kerne 6. juli 7. kristin 8. mirabai


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sssshhhh... our little secret... sssssshhhh... _
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05:16:05 AM, Tuesday 25 December 2001

GOD JUL!!!!!!! _
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03:19:31 PM, Monday 24 December 2001

am I the only one who thought that the google polar bears were playing with barbed wire the first ten times I went to it today? _
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01:49:32 AM, Monday 24 December 2001

Martin reminded me of my silly netradio station. Moss has one, too, but I couldn't find it. His is damn good. But *mine* has the Bert and Ernie sheep tap-dancing song! _
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10:40:30 PM, Sunday 23 December 2001

My parents named their dishwasher "Moaning Myrtle". _
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10:20:55 PM, Sunday 23 December 2001

Hmmm... ok. Legolas, Elrond, and Saruman? _
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10:10:03 PM, Sunday 23 December 2001

My brother just reminded me about something else. Here in Montana, they have a tire store, and they have radio promotions. To sell more tires, they give away meat. Meat! Meat! Meat! I don't think I'll buy any tires, though. _
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07:10:33 PM, Sunday 23 December 2001

what do you know about snow-blindness? _
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03:55:49 AM, Sunday 23 December 2001

Christmas is coming, the goose is getting fat. Please put a penny in the... _
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02:40:25 AM, Sunday 23 December 2001

T.I.A.I.L.W.: Ginette Neveu. _
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02:26:05 AM, Sunday 23 December 2001

This is from the boy who uses "Uber" as a verb. _
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09:59:54 PM, Friday 21 December 2001

"I mean guys like Roman. I used to think if you sat Roman on the Pope's shoulders you'd get the ten-foot pole you wouldn't want to touch anyone with! Heh-heh-heh." _
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03:16:00 AM, Friday 21 December 2001

It seems like most of you haven't seen _The Lord of the Rings_ yet, so I won't say _anything_ about it. Not a word. No. Oh my god... I mean NO! Mum, mum, mum.

Instead, I will tell you how I pet a chinchilla.

How Mirabai Pet a Chinchilla,
by Mirabai Knight.

I pet a chinchilla today. It was soft. It was very scared. Then it ****ed on me. Then it ran away, but I caught it. We gave it a pretzel. I like chinchillas because they are soft. _
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04:25:54 AM, Thursday 20 December 2001

My nephew -- muahahahaha! -- my nephew has a BLOG!!! Bow down, ye mighty, and despair! _
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12:13:52 AM, Wednesday 19 December 2001

"Doubtless, my going on this whaling voyage formed part of the grand programme of Providence that was drawn up a long time ago. It came in as sort of brief interlude and solo between more extensive performances. I take it that this part of the bill must have run something like this:

"Grand Contested Election for the Presidency of the United States.
"Whaling Voyage by one Ishmael.
"BLOODY BATTLE IN AFFGHANISTAN."

-- Moby Dick


(something was said along these lines in 1997, too... freaky freaky...) _
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03:56:18 AM, Tuesday 18 December 2001

This is my assignment for y'all, to celebrate the birth of Kerne's amazing blt on rye with a good sharp deli mustard and a firm kosher dill on the side... go far, far, back into your bloglet, months, years -- the buried depths -- and find one thread you wanna resurrect. Add a pithy comment to it. BLT and a bowl of chowder will find it and deliver it, fresh and gleaming, to the blogmass at large. Right? Set to! _
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08:19:01 PM, Monday 17 December 2001

In high school, I had a 45 with Pat Boone singing "When the Swallows Come Back to Capistrano" on it. Damnit. _
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05:32:23 AM, Monday 17 December 2001

This is about toothpaste.

Today I went into one of those freaky bulk-up-with-herbs-and-crystal-resonators stores and saw a tube of toothpaste, originally $13.99, on sale for $3.50. And, looking at the label, it didn't mention mint. Of course, when a tube of toothpaste doesn't say what flavor it is, but includes "natural flavor" on the ingredients, it's always mint, nearly, but {sigh} what the hell, I said. So I bought it. The packaging said: "I thank you, my new girl friend thanks you, and Hollywood thanks you!" George M. Cohan paste. Who can resist? And it was Clinically proven effective at the California Breath Clinics [tm]. Awright, now, when I took it home, I open it and squeeze. Nuttin'. Damn nuttin'. I bash it up against the sink, and gnaw on it and blow into it, and nuttin'. I cut the bastard open with my ma's scissors, and GUH! three ounces of nasty nasty foul liquid torrent over my hands. There's about three gumballs' worth of even fouler library-paste jammed in the top of it. Now half my body and the whole damn bathroom smell of the stuff... smells like a healthy mixture of airplane cement and rancid cottage cheese. Oh, and mint. _
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03:37:36 AM, Monday 17 December 2001

FORTY YEARS ago, at the Norwegian Seaman's Church of Los Angeles, Robert Karma Knight and Karin Meland were wedded in holy matrimony. Bloody amazing, innit? _
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06:19:39 AM, Sunday 16 December 2001


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