Haiku (#16)
Posted by Zhoen on Saturday, April 28, 2007
Essays. Meanderings and mutterings. Lots of photos of our cat. Counting coup on fifty years existence.
If you don't have a comment, please leave a "stone." (o) So I know you were here.
走开。 我每次将报告您。
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6 comments:
Like a redneck farmer visited by a flying saucer, you must help them procreate.
Or not. I made a clay reptillian monster at school. He must find validation in his own existence, because I am never touching the stuff again.
I'm referring to my back injuries, that make wheel thrown pottery not a viable activity for me, maybe not ever again. Sadly.
Dang. I did search your blog for pottery to try to discern a cause, but stopped one post too soon.
Pacian,
I do expect everyone to memorize every minor and obscure detail of my writing at all times. Sheesh.
I'm getting there! Honest!
But my dog ate it.
You don't have a dog.
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