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2002-12-04 | 8:04 p.m. corduroy licorice loved to throw caution to the wind. any day there was a good, stiff breeze, he could be seen chucking orange pylons into the headwinds. once he even attached a string to a "slippery when wet" traffic sign and flew it like a kite. *** my fortune cookie yesterday read: "star light, star bright, your wish will come true tonight." well, if my wish was to have a good sushi dinner, then the cookie was right. but there may be more to it. maybe i'm noticing because i started reading the alchemist by paulo coelho recently, but i have to say that the universe seems to be conspiring in my favor of late. the conspiracy theory includes a serendipitous chance to spread my wings in a wicked cool new way. hot damn, i say. hot damn. *** i really dug this tribute to old skool steakhouses by dirtnerdluv. catsuit. heheh. *** have you played one word lately? you'll be glad you did. *** * my dad's nickname for the film silence of the lambs. |
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