posted by Ammie at 12:31 AM
Friday, December 26, 2008
Astrolabe
- Happy Holidays! Heading to the mountains for some...
- This has got to be a joke. Or an ironic Dadaist a...
- omgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomg
- Oh man, is the holiday crazy totally on or what?Yo...
- Okay, am so over it. Thanks for the patience.That...
- Oh holy jeebus, sometimes I'm gloriously reminded ...
- Was just reading about a new "clicks for revenue" ...
- First there was the glorious Tenacious D. Then, u...
- Back from a lovely extended Thanksgiving weekend i...
I was lost in a valley of pleasure
I was lost in the infinite sea
I was lost and measure for measure
love spilled from the heart of me
I was lost and the cost
and the cost didn't matter to me
I was lost and the cost
was to be outside society
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A friend of mine has a hand-written note from Harold Pinter, sent to her after she sent a letter to a BBC producer about some show or another he appeared on. Basically, she can trump every bit of name-dropping I've ever done at work.
(Scene - me handling a graphic novel at work) "I know the artist on this. Lovely guy". "Oh yeah? Have you got a hand-written note by a Nobel winner". "No, but they haven't started giving out a Nobel Prize for Comics yet".
That sort of thing.
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