tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27279344.post1696178953239669094..comments2023-11-28T03:30:04.857-05:00Comments on zenography: 16 ways 'till sundayzenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07868598666930002690noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27279344.post-80211300785997240762007-09-20T20:29:00.000-05:002007-09-20T20:29:00.000-05:00This reminds me so much of the Bacteria Wars. I th...This reminds me so much of the Bacteria Wars. I think of the nights in the tents as we polished our isotopes and listened to "Sad-eyed Lady of the Low Lands" while Carl danced his microbial dance and balanced pancakes on his arm. What became of Carl?<BR/>Yes, you have captured that in the sixth square from the top. <BR/>The one over is like Doris who didn't tell me she was sleeping with Ramone until it was too late. I still have her pubic hair in a plastic bag. The photos didn't turn out as expected. I think I must have stepped on the clown by mistake.<BR/>Make what you will of this. It only lasts for the time you take.<BR/>Cowyboy Bobuncamikehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01895920066808137347noreply@blogger.com