I love this function on my cellphone, but what's this memo from January 4th of last year? As though from another lifetime, I hear my halting voice say ...
"It sounds like the neighbors are slowly roasting their dog on a spit;
making revolutions over a fire pit,
but I can't see over the fence."
Oh.
Yeah.
Those dang rednecks, my dang subjectivity.
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Thursday, April 9, 2009
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