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Sunday, July 27, 2008
Tuesday, June 03, 2008
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Ready for her tarantella closeup
But somehow we are locked at the hip to Hillary Clinton, who won't stop her manic tarantella until her party whirls into ruins~ Camille Paglia
Ready for her tarantella closeup
But somehow we are locked at the hip to Hillary Clinton, who won't stop her manic tarantella until her party whirls into ruins~ CamillePaglia
http://www.salon.com/opinion/paglia/2008/05/14/tarantella/
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Thursday, May 08, 2008
Wednesday, May 07, 2008
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Friday, April 25, 2008
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
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Wednesday, April 02, 2008
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Tuesday, March 25, 2008
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Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Monday, March 17, 2008
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Friday, March 14, 2008
Monday, March 10, 2008
I hear Senator Obama has won...
"The real message of Tuesday's primaries is not that Hillary won. It's that she didn't win by enough.
The race is over"...
.http://www.realclearpolitics.com/articles/2008/03/its_still_over_for_hillary.html
Saturday, March 08, 2008
Friday, March 07, 2008
Monday, March 03, 2008
Friday, February 29, 2008
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
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Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Monday, February 18, 2008
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Monday, February 11, 2008
Tuesday, February 05, 2008
Hill does the Lacrimosa Dance for votes
Meanwhile, the other part of the Dynamic Duo creates a sensation of his own
Sunday, February 03, 2008
Saturday, February 02, 2008
Ocellated turkey
The sketch is based on a Robles Gil photo. We were classmates and he is self-taught. He started taking photos and never stopped.
I am also self-taught and it shows...
http://www.ilcp.com/Members/Patricio_Robles_Gil.htm
http://images.google.com/images?hl=en&q=patricio+robles+gil&gbv=2
Friday, February 01, 2008
Thursday, January 31, 2008
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Fug you, photobucket!
If you are wondering what violative transgressor image the Nincompoopery industrialist posted and got the photobucketeers all hot and bothered, go here:
http://www.flickr.com/photo_zoom.gne?id=2232684228&size=o
managed to post it, photobucketeer morons!
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Monday, January 28, 2008
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Saturday, January 26, 2008
Friday, January 25, 2008
Guido's impending Conniption
Guido P., upon reading that The Cruel Virgin Express is shutting down, bulldozes his way into the emporium's Executive Offices and demands an explanation.
The busy staff is underwhelmed and decides to up the ante and directs the bereaved man to the Enemy of the Republic's Executive Assistants Chambers and its presiding Chief Executive Assistant To the Enemy of the Republic.
A vigorous tete-a-tete ensues with the Cruel Virgin's Chief Executive Assistant, Miss Extreme-Unction, advising Guido P., the much anguished but concerned internet lurker:
"Dear sir, the Enemy of the Republic shall not see you. She did instruct me to ask you, verbatim:
'Mr. Guido P., what part of the Message is it you do not understand?'"
A gathering background rabble of internet lurkers murmur amongst themselves .
To read the message go here:
http://elcollage.blogspot.com/2008/01/curious-people.html#links
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Monday, January 21, 2008
The Lamb. The Tyger.
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"The Lamb"
Little Lamb who made thee
Dost thou know who made thee
Gave thee life & bid thee feed.
By the stream & o'er the mead;
Gave thee clothing of delight,
Softest clothing wooly bright;
Gave thee such a tender voice,
Making all the vales rejoice!
Little Lamb who made thee
Dost thou know who made thee
Little Lamb I'll tell thee,Little Lamb I'll tell thee!
He is called by thy name,
For he calls himself a Lamb:
He is meek & he is mild,
He became a little child:
I a child & thou a lamb,
We are called by his name.
Little Lamb God bless thee.
Little Lamb God bless thee.
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"The Tyger"
Tyger Tyger, burning bright,
In the forests of the night;
What immortal hand or eye,
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
.
In what distant deeps or skies.
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare seize the fire?
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And what shoulder, & what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? & what dread feet?
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What the hammer? what the chain,
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp,
Dare its deadly terrors clasp!
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When the stars threw down their spears
And water'd heaven with their tears:
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
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Tyger Tyger burning bright,
In the forests of the night:
What immortal hand or eye,
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?