Grit in the Gears

I am the grit in the gears, the missing bolt, I am the poker of sticks into spokes. I like to know how things work, but sometimes when I take them apart and rebuild them, I have a few pieces left over. I am a man, so I tend to leave reading the instructions until after it goes wrong. And like all men I have a comprehensive mental map of the world and never need to ask directions. I never get lost, only sometimes I'm late, or end up in the wrong place entirely. It's what we do.

Saturday, 3 November 2007

Oops... new Sisterhood Stealth Bike on Trial

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The Sisters are Seducing our Squirrels!

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Our special-forces squirrels, a highly trained and dedicated branch of the Brotherhood of the Besmirched Countenance, have encountered a ne...
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Pointy

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Great Britain's Communities and Local Government Secretary Hazel Blears suffered a pointy heel moment this week. Of course, the paparazz...
Thursday, 1 November 2007

Delicate Negociations

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The Knight of the Besmirched Countenance has invited a delegation from the Sisterhood of the Pointy Heels to discuss the nature of the Bil...
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Tuesday, 30 October 2007

Just a thought...

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Red Dirt Girl left a comment on my pic of a chariot of fire , a burning bicycle, that it thus means Elijah went heavenward on a burning bicy...
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Monday, 29 October 2007

Warpath, by Ario Farin

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Warpath Autumn comes late in the mountains. The transmission cables connecting the cottages and the farms, the solitary skyscrapers and froz...
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Friday, 26 October 2007

Bring Me My Chariot of Fire

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