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– TODAY – is the feast of St. Andrew.
– HAPPY BIRTHDAY – Janathan Swift and Mark Twain.

– LINK OF THE WEEK –
Noir Original Zine.

– QUESTION OF THE DAY –
Who did it, do you think?

The Flint Journal: Patsy Lou probe goes to state.

please please please please please

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– HAPPY BIRTHDAY – C.S. Lewis, Madeleine L’Engle, and Joel Coen.

– PICTURE OF THE WEEK –
Here.
Flagrantly tooting my own horn: my most recent contribution to Wikipedia.

– QUESTION OF THE DAY –
Where were you on the night of Monday, November 20th?

– HAPPY BIRTHDAY – William Blake.

– QUOTE OF THE WEEK –
“Is not a kiss the very autograph of love?”
– Henry Finck

– QUESTION OF THE DAY –
Who was the last person you kissed?

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So I’m proposed two Gothic Funk projects this week, and both have had a lukewarm reception. They don’t need much, though, to succeed. If any of you, of humble readers, would like to contribute, I’m pasting the original instructions below.

I may or may not have been pushing the envelope in the last few papers, in terms of providing the sort of argument the syllabus calls for… but I am going to push a bit further just now because I am so sleep deprived and exhausted at right now that I cannot help but consider what effect that has on my reading and writing.

Winter is almost upon us! (Well, some of us…)

For the second month in a row, I’ve ripped off the photos from the net. These are all PD, of course, culled from the Wikipedia commons. The background is from a photo of the Met, America’s premiere art museum and one of the largest in the world.

– NOVEMBER – is the month of AIDS awareness.
– HAPPY BIRTHDAY – Bruce Lee and Jimi Hendrix.

– NEWS OF THE WEEK –
Sydney Morning Herald: Peace deal marks end of Nepal civil war.

– QUESTION OF THE DAY –
Who would you be from the cast of Cheers?

I was acting in the first version (it’s been repeated about eight times now) of Flint Youth Theatre’s Visions of Sugar Plum. This was a play in which the actors dressed in black with gloves and barefoot and moved puppets in front of blacklight.

On an unrelated note (because that is always the best way to start a paper), it occurs to me that part of the superficiality (negatively intended) of Pessoa comes from the fact that in fragmenting himself into heteronyms, he also fragmented his own complexity and nuance.