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If I seem a little distant or incoherent, it's because I am. I am not a NeuroTypical and I have no desire to become one. This is simply the area in which I stim my creative impulses. (WARNING: All entries are either ENTIRELY TRUE or ENTIRELY FALSE and anything claiming to be one of the latter is, in fact, one of the former. There are no exceptions to this rule.) comments, marriage proposals, and death threats can be sent here 
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Friday, November 30, 2001
Some words of wisdom from my D&D days: When you find yourself in the company of a halfling and an ill-tempered Dragon, remember, you do not have to outrun the Dragon... you only have to outrun the halfling. 30 November. St Andrew's Day. He was supposed to have been crucified on an X-shaped cross ('a cross decussate', to be precise!) in Patras, Greece, after founding the Byzantine papacy. In fact andros ('virility') was a title of the phallic-solar father-god Pater (Petra / peter) for whom Patras was an old shrine. The legend of St Andrew's crucifixion was invented by Byzantine bishops asserting their claims to primacy over Rome's St Peter. The X-shaped cross was also the Cross of Wotan carried by Norse invaders into Scotland, where it became the present Scottish national symbol. Wednesday, November 28, 2001
somehow I seem to have lost my edge... my one-up on the world. I feel isolated and alone and I try to surround myself with people who I wish could help me feel better but who end up just reinforcing my feeling of isolation. I have been falling more and more into the traps that I set for other people and the ones I so vehemently oppose, and I don't see them coming anymore. And all my powers of observation seem to be dulling as time passes... I don't know what's happening and I don't like it... (and don't ask me "what's going on" or I'll likely snap and do something horribly reptilian to you...) Thursday, November 22, 2001
Tuesday, November 20, 2001
Monday, November 19, 2001
Five stoned men were in a courtyard when an elephant entered. The first man was stoned on sleep, and he saw not the elephant but dreamed instead of things unreal to those awake. The second man was stoned on nicotine, caffeine, DDT, carbohydrate excess, protein deficiency, and the other chemicals in our food that prevent the half-awake to keep them from fully waking. "Hey," he said, "there's a big, smelly beast in our courtyard." The third man was on weed, and he said, "No, dudes, that's the Ghostly Old Party in its true nature, the Dark Nix on the Soul," and he giggled in a silly way. The fourth man was tripping on peyote, and he said, "You see not the mystery, fot the elephant is a poem written in tons instead of words," and his eyes danced. The fifth stoned man was on acid, and he said nothing, merely worshiping the elephant in silence as the Father of Buddha. And then the Hierophant entered and drove a nail of mystery into all their hearts, saying, "You are all elephants!" Nobody understood him. Sunday, November 18, 2001
Saturday, November 17, 2001
Tuesday, November 13, 2001
Monday, November 12, 2001
12 November. The Order of Fools was set up in 1381 by Adolphus, Count of Cleves. For centuries the members, mostly from the Flemish upper classes, held a week-long grand court every year and planned acts of charity. They had the figure of a fool or jester embroidered on their mantles. The last reference to the Order is in some verses appended to Sebastian Brand's celebrated Navis Stultifera (Ship of Fools), published in Stasbourg in 1520. Saturday, November 10, 2001
Acoustic Kitty... wow... just when I think our government can't stoop much lower, they declassify something else... I am nonplussed... 10 November. The Washington Post on this day in 1990 carried a report about a tomato that dialled the law. The tomato in question was overripe and was hanging over the telephone of Linda and Danny Hurst in Blacksburg, Virginia. On 2 November it burst, dripping into the answering machine. This caused the telephone to dial the sheriff's office ten times. 'Maybe they had speed dialling and it shorted out' was one speculation. The police tracked down Linda Hurst who told them her house in the Jefferson National Forest was locked and empty. The police entered with guns drawn. Thursday, November 08, 2001
Wednesday, November 07, 2001
Tuesday, November 06, 2001
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faeries have died because YOU haven't been clapping hard enough.