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It's dark, it's soft with some pokey out bits some of which are sharp and hurt; it's like anyone else's head really.


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Thursday, September 24

A New Saying to the Vernacular and How to Use It.



When things are going well, you're feeling relaxed, then BOOM, everything is horrible, people are yelling at you and you start to feel kind of sick.("Sorry about spitting my chaw into your gram ma's ashes, I really swallowed the dwarf on that one.")


Or if you see something wonderful, magical, you are delighted until you realize that you've misunderstood what was going on and it's actually awful. ("Ooo! Ahhh! I love fireworks and these are particularly good... Bombs? Whoa, did I swallow the dwarf there or what?")


And finally, when you're doing your best, you're amazed by your own skill, then everything goes dark. ("I had everyone's attention, it was the best presentation I've ever given, and that's when I realized that PowerPoint was actually showing images from that weekend I spent in Amsterdam. I was totally swallowed by the hippo.")




Sunday, September 6

In The Year 2000