me loon comrade sez
>I missed the train of thought, so I jumped in a Nash Rambler of thought
>instead, and drove off to work at the same time as 12 million other
>people,
>thinking scambled thoughts all the while.
>
>confusedly, pokingly, proddingly, teasingly,
>Phil
SATIRE! i know that!! Voltaire!! *I* get it. *laughs maniacally*
i wasn't even at the train-of-thought station, obviously. ;)
*hitches a ride in a Nash Rambler and recklessly scrambles eggs on the
engine*
happily confused, thumbs hitched in belt loops, toe kicking dirt, goofy
grin,
thanks phil-meister for the yuks,
diane
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"Waves of hands, hesitations at street corners, someone dropping a
cigarette in a gutter - all are stories. But which is the true story? That
I do not know. Hence I keep my phrases hung like clothes in a cupboard,
waiting for someone to wear them. Thus waiting, thus speculating, making
this note and then another, I do not cling to life."
Virginia Woolf, The Waves, 1931.
(...life clings to me...)
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diane celia hodges
university of british columbia, centre for the study of curriculum and
instruction
vancouver, bc
mailing address: 46 broadview avenue, montreal, qc, H9R 3Z2
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