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.

Sunday, 13 January 2008

Toward a Grain of Sand at a Blithe Spirit

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"Toward a Grain of Sand at a Blithe Spirit" Any bowling ball can figure out a financial spider, but it takes a real razor blade to...
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Thursday, 10 January 2008

Here Comes the Snow Again

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Via ??? I forget where I found them. Sorry, originator, I failed to save a note of your link.

Romeo's Tune. Steve Forbert.

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In 1980, I bought Steve Forbert's album, 'Jackrabbit Slim', this is one of the tracks. ne. Meet me in the middle of the day Let ...

Um... Yes... um...

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I'm back. Haven't quit yet. Happy new year. Yes thank you, I did. I'll think of something to say eventually. Oh. Yes. Whilst ran...
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Dancing Barefoot.

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Dancing Barefoot she: is benediction she is addicted to thee she is the root connection she is connecting with he here I go and I don...
Tuesday, 25 December 2007

Winter Solstice.

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Midvinterblot, by Carl Larsson (1853-1919)
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Happy Christmas, to One and All

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By the way. This blog came into existence on the 26th december a year ago. Is it time to quit? I'm not any more sure of what it's ab...
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Saturday, 22 December 2007

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