tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7555664269648250473.post5573468651395555211..comments2023-12-07T02:42:50.522-06:00Comments on Grit in the Gears: Philosophers' Overallssoubriquethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01151288534629885195noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7555664269648250473.post-66077960146398399212011-08-15T20:51:27.104-05:002011-08-15T20:51:27.104-05:00I think it means like when you colour a polystyren...I think it means like when you colour a polystyrene coffee-cup pig-pink, and attach it around your head with a loop of elastic, sitting it over your own nose and making grunting noises. <br />You'll recall, from the most recent time you did this, that wearing a pigs nose does, in fact turn you instantly into some sort of primordial ur-pig.<br />I've spent a good deal of time here, sitting in the rocker, wearing my thinking-overalls and pondering. I'd have a beer, but I can't move my hands in this jacket with the sleeves buckled together at the back. Oh goody. Here comes nursey with the thorazine.soubriquethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01151288534629885195noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7555664269648250473.post-2413286443063154462011-08-15T20:30:28.000-05:002011-08-15T20:30:28.000-05:00Wears like a pig's nose? I think I would be lo...Wears like a pig's nose? I think I would be looking for a new ad agency. Maybe that meant something a long time ago. Dunno. Sort of like it though. :)Relax Maxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01051381168322495999noreply@blogger.com