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there was a group of us, guys and girls, and some of the guys were from boybands. there was a good deal of female/male seperation in the beginning of the trip, until everyone realized that everyone was gay. that alleviated the stress of thinking some girl is only trying to get in your pants, or whatever, and everyoen loosened up significantly. except i'm not gay, so lance bass came to me and asked me if i was sad that i didn't have and female sex prospects. and i said 'no, i'm just here having a good time.' he responded in disbelief, so i told him 'really, if i wanted a woman, i'd have a woman.' he still didn't believe me, so i walked up to a waitress and talked her into having dinner with me. the only thing i remember is that i lied my ass off to do it. she had these kind of plain, dull brown eyes, but when i said 'excuse me' and she looked up i feigned shock and told her that i am crazy about brown eyes. odd dream. at one point she said there are no real men in eugene, oregon. i guess that's where we were. |
i wonder if i have a brain tumor or something. |
too many one-liners. |
I dreamt I bought a whole, skinless lamb, curled up and lying on its back in a big bowl of blood with saran wrap on top. |
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I think this is interesting -- I've dreamt of the Messiah as a little boy with white hair, and Droopy has dreamt of a man full of peace and love who has white hair. In Revelation 1:14 it says someone "like a Son of Man" is seen and "[h]is head and hair were white like wool, as white as snow, and his eyes were like blazing fire." In Greek and Roman literature and historical writings, people claimed to have seen great heroes with their heads ablaze with white flames. I wonder if this kind of imagery is found in other cultures and religious traditions. |
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Hail Steve! |
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they were delicious. |
Good lord. |
I had large quantity of dreaming last night, but all I remember is a very pretty girl crawling into bed with me to see to see how she liked a futon. |
And then he made blueberry pancakes. And they were good. |
honest to god, dave makes the best potatoes that any of you have ever tasted. they transcend potatoism. |
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Dougie, your potato pancakes remind me of a pakistani dish i make sometimes when i'm feeling really motivated. Except that I add in vegetables and a little curry and make a sauce for them and they're yummy. when I was little, my dad used to make potato pancakes a lot--the ones with grated fresh potato, matzo meal, onion, a little egg to hold them together...With applesauce and sour cream, they were the bomb. |
It's delicious. Always a hit at parties....never a piece left over at the end. |
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i make "patrick potatos" the wife goes kookoo for. essentially potatos o'brian but better. i also make a bitchin potato and leek soup. ive been making this regularly for the hungry mrs. made a bitchin batch of it yesterday. must be the irish, because she cant get enough potatos. |
My papà would win, of course, but that shouldn't keep you from competing for second place. :) |
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do you swallow? |
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I had a dream last night that involved a little red-headed baby girl. Maybe 7 months old. I found her neglected in an orphanage that I was visiting, and I picked her up and carried her all around the grounds. She didn't have a diaper on, and I was holding her in such a way that I wouldn't get dirty while I looked around for some diapers, but she became very happy and animated in my arms and was wriggling around so much that I was afraid I'd drop her. We had a kind of bond going. She was fully sentient, like she had an adult's mind in a baby's body, and she liked me very much. Thinking about her now makes me feel a kind of strange puzzled nostalgia. |
Dr. William Carlos Williams is sooooo smart. |
We buried the cat, then took her box and set fire to it in the back yard. Those fleas that escaped earth and fire died by the cold. ? What are you talking about? |
I should be asking you that. |
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hell i dunno where i am. i just know that Dr. Williams is damn smart. carry on. |
Quit being so bitchy, will ya? :P I found the best site for poetry: http://www.plagiarist.com. Lots of William Carlos Williams there. |
In The American Grain. I love it when i score great books at thrift stores. |
Actually, I think I've read Dr. Williams' prose. I think I read a story or two of his about things he did as a doctor in my American Lit class I took in college. I had forgotten all about that. |
In the American Grain is a collection of short stories in which he takes accounts of various historical figures in American history and tells them as he sees fit. Fiction based on fact. Stories of Leif Erickson, Sir William Raleigh, DeSoto, Cornado, Columbus, Lincoln and others, which perhaps, is so very American (if Im making sense here). Its a culmination of analysis and specualtion as well as great story telling. I often over or underthink poetry. Its too often frustrating. |
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