Monday, March 2, 2009

The second day of March


This is page 51, there is no other page 51 like it. All other pages calling themselves the 51st page of a book, whether International Law or whatever kind of book they inhabit, are unique and different from this page 51.
This page 51 is a little messed up, and he looks like he is ready to move. We got a runner here, boys! But, where could he go? What is on his mind, and how far does he think he can get? I don't know book-binding as an art, but I am guessing that this guy is not going to get very far.
As it is, we can not do too much until we get a report of a missing page. It's a law in the book, or a book of law, well whetever it is, it is simply the way we are bound or binded to do things when a page goes missing. 24 hours and then we pound the pages, not that it does anything everytime but pressing the pages sometimes leads to new stories.
...1, 2, 1, 2, text text... Is this thing on?
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I have grokked these new Eharmony ads on TV, pretty shop lady finds artist stud thru the service. Lovely, for them. For me, it is a new avenue to be rejected by women in massive quanties, and a waste of my money. You don't get wit and charm and stuff from quick clickable snack-sized personality-lite-bites, or assumedly so as women quickly page through their six new suitors a day that are emailed them daily. Every women is on there looking for their own artistic stud but they don't have the * to find him, they just don't feel the chemistry, you know?
I grok that. Chemistry is not my best subject.

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