Monthly Archives: November 2009

I should probably mention ...

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take it from the top

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bother, said pooh

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gogas

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Since I was a kid, I've made gogas ('bugs') with my hands. My eldest son, years ago, doing the same. His mother gone, the floor bare of furniture, the room had never been so full of light.

monday, squared

< vai> fagbot: doot today
< fagbot> IT'S LIKE I'VE GOT THE GAY THAT JUST WON'T STOP

a new day

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on typography

the importance of -

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gears

apparently, reverse is a crappy direction, and discerning gearboxes disdain such backward behaviour.

the hunt

He turned, some metallic spark caught in his peripheral vision. His pace and the brisk wind both halt abruptly -... the post »

Tana riva 'wu

This is part of a story, a long story. A novel in thousands of parts on scraps of paper, in... the post »

Argus

circa 2000, unfinished. bored afternoon at a coffee-shop, perhaps there was too much coffee involved. -- It was a dark... the post »

anyone can see ...

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... to meeeee

illustrated folly

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Pixel Test

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No. 1 - The Larch

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It's approaching that time of year again, when I'm suddenly deprived of 3/4 of the children underfoot by the arcane magick of 'holy-days', and discover several hours of each day that were previously hiding in the missing socks.

So there's a story or two itching to creep along my synapses, stalk motor neurons, pounce on trembling muscle tissue and splurt forth from a blunt, chewed writing instrument and darken the very fabric of space-time and an unwitting piece of paper.

holy crap

it's a blog.

I wonder what we'll do with it.