Just read on a billboard: “Chocolate for motivation.”
A bit surprised no one has asked the really important question: for what service(s) was the duck billing the platypus in the first place?
Maybe you need to be an Eagles super-fan to suppose that entanglement with seven women is somehow “taking it easy.”
Porridger’s Almanack (Breakfast of Ganglions)
A bit surprised no one has asked the really important question: for what service(s) was the duck billing the platypus in the first place?
Maybe you need to be an Eagles super-fan to suppose that entanglement with seven women is somehow “taking it easy.”
Porridger’s Almanack (Breakfast of Ganglions)
Watching somebody’s tight-assed view of themselves just...disintegrate, has great significance.
— Alan Arkin expressing the Zen of The In-Laws
— Alan Arkin expressing the Zen of The In-Laws
Surfing an Earthquake, Opus 190 for three flutes is now finished and runs five minutes and a half. Possibly because my historically natural aptitude for composing fairly freely was inhibited by my recent anxiety about where I shall live, the composition of this new piece was startlingly efficient. I bumped the start of Nostalgia Ain’t What It Used to Be to Opus 191. I undertook the trio in a wave of optimism upon finding what I thought were two viable listings of apartments. They’ve both crashed, so I’m back to taking it one day at a time. I really like the trio, though.
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