Why do you ask?
BONUS TRACK: Co-blogger LuLu continues to kick ass:
Pretty soon, I'm guessing she's going to want a raise. Cratchit! Double her salary!
Heh heh ...
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6 comments:
A link fromt he WSJ. Well aren't we just little mister and missus fancy pants?
Heh.
There's something "Neo" isn't going to get any day soon.
Double heh.
I'm happy to take my raise in new shoes and/or boots, CC ...
P.S. I know I've said this before but it really needs repeating - I hate my job and I'm running away to join the circus.
Sincerely,
Ms. Fancy Pants
I don't think you really want to joint the circus...
Night: her sable dome scattered with diamonds,
Fused my dust from a light year,
Squeezed me to her breast, sowed me with carbon,
Strung my warp across time
Gave me each a horse, sunrise and graveyard,
Told me only I was her;
Bid me face the east closed me in questions
Built the sky for my dawn...
Cleaned my feet of mud, followed the empty
Zebra ride to the Cirkus,
Past a painted cage, spoke to the paybox
Glove which wrote on my tongue-
Pushed me down a slide to the arena,
Megaphonium fanfare.
In his cloak of words strode the ringmaster
Bid me join the parade...
"Worship!" cried the clown, "I am a teevee
Making bandsmen go clockwork,
See the slinky seal Cirkus policeman;
Bareback ladies have fish."
Strongmen by his feet, plate-spinning statesman,
Acrobatically juggling-
Bids his tamers go quiet the tumblers
Lest the mirror stop turning...
Elephants forgot, force-fed on stale chalk,
Ate the floors of their cages.
Strongmen lost their hair, paybox collapsed and
Lions sharpened their teeth.
Gloves raced round the ring, stallions stampeded
Pandemonium seesaw...
I ran for the door, ringmaster shouting:
"All the fun of the Cirkus!"
Sounds like the BTs to me. Stephen Taylor, proprietor & ringmaster general.
Well, ST is in charge of a bunch of circus freaks right now...
Nicely done on this other linking!
Thanks for stopping by, Jason -- nice to see that you're still reading. Now fuck off.
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