Friday, January 25, 2008
And then, in the distant future...
the collective digitized memories of seven bloggers, who occasionally indulged in dangled conversations, were completely wiped out by a single-bit computer error that programmers never knew existed. By then the programmers were long dead anyway.
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
And then, with a creaking of rusty hinges and a rattling of dusty chains, the once-thriving blog stirred from its stupor and roared. A passing fly laughed to see such fun.
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
Friday, October 06, 2006
Aaaannnd theeeennn???
The cat refused to come back, when he found out the mice were playing a game called Dog Eat Dog.
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
One Morning on Mount Olympus
As he rolled the stone up the hill and watched in despair as it rolled back down, he started to cry. The gods looked down from their rangy perches and laughed. "What a cry baby. He always makes such a Sisyphus!"
Friday, August 04, 2006
And Then
the pirate captain stood out on the deck and sang a soulful tune.
Twas Blackbeard singing in the dead of night!
Twas Blackbeard singing in the dead of night!
Thursday, July 27, 2006
Friday, July 21, 2006
And then in the chapel of bones we rolled the stones to see who dies, they came up snake's eyes I was the sacrifice such a cruel device...
Thursday, July 20, 2006
She sold her feelings for a steel coffee filter and some beans. Now they're writing the sequel to Faust Book, which will no doubt be made into a deplorable film soon enough.
(Actually by Boomsa, on whose behalf I have posted this, as work beckons her like a wanton wench.)
(Actually by Boomsa, on whose behalf I have posted this, as work beckons her like a wanton wench.)
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
And then the kitchen knives all hid in the tea mugs while the forks spooned and the spoons forked.
Thursday, July 13, 2006
And Then?
Francis went to talk to the birds and the flowers, and all the other monks teased him saying, "St. Francis is a sissy, St. Francis is a sissy, St. Francis is a sissy! Nya nya nya!"
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
And Then?
Cat Steven's sang "Where have all the flowers gone?"
And they replied "To San Francisco, with the hippies."
This one is mine, not JPs. No really. Really.
And they replied "To San Francisco, with the hippies."
This one is mine, not JPs. No really. Really.
And Then
the Colonel came to our rescue, pointing out that there was nothing wrong with cannibalism that some mustard and green chilies couldn't fix. We were all greatly comforted and went back to the slave pens to pick out a likely candidate for dinner.
I post this as a proxy for JP and wish to take no credit for this madness that need be ascribed to the man.
I post this as a proxy for JP and wish to take no credit for this madness that need be ascribed to the man.
Thursday, June 22, 2006
And then?
"Not now, friend", she said. "My world is jumping off a tall building. I have vertigo, and he's too tall."
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
And then the Brontosaurus troops stomed our jusassic stronghold, only to stumble into a tar pit. They died in exotic, agonised poses, later to be puzzled over by future paleontologists over muffins and tea.
Saturday, June 03, 2006
And then?
The nymphomaniac confused with the nature of the rally taking place outside her building rushed out joyfully to join the shouts of "Vote for Congress!"
Friday, June 02, 2006
Thursday, June 01, 2006
And then?
In a fit of theatrical rage, the three witches of Macbeth turned into three vultures. Now all they ever say is, "I dunno. Wha CHU wanna do??"
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