That's right: still no inspired amusement or wry anecdotes about postnasal coworkers. But I do have a new toy for you guys to play with.
Some mad scientist has used PHP scripting and random images from flickr to generate words like this one:
It's almost as much fun as composing refrigerator magnet poetry. Try it here
The senses consume. The mind digests. The blog expels.
Certain individuals keep telling me that I should be a writer (Hi Mom). This is probably as close as I'll ever come to making that happen.
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Crying Fowl
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Susie: I can't tell Foo to do anything for several reasons. Nor will I. I'm not one to sound like a bitchy wife. But if you ask him nicely, he might once in awhile post something. Besides, if I could TELL him to do things, it would be stuff that I need done. Sorry, gf, but I'm da weef.
Oh darn Foo, my name's to long (Jestutripup) and Jes it to common....
keep riding buddy....
Too cool!
Susie: "i love refridgerator poetry." I have the american sign language version. I thought it was neat... Didn't realize NO ONE else would understand it. hehe
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