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I’m Standing, and I Can’t Fall Down!

I’m Standing, and I Can’t Fall Down!

Human Encyclopedia swears that there’s some kind of weird relationship between me and the physicality of the world. Out of Pure Luck, I seem to unerringly find every door jamb and street pole in existence, even with my eyes closed. Every time I bump into things, H.E. compares me to a pinball in a pinball machine. “You know, I just moved those door jambs, just so you’d bump into them.” Ha ha. Very funny. Well… tonight, H.E. and I were…

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The Immovable Forces Me To Deal In Wheels

The Immovable Forces Me To Deal In Wheels

Growing up, I inhabited a tiny bedroom in which I rearranged the furniture every now and then to find some extra space. I got really good at moving heavy objects around—my twin bed, my chest of drawers, my dresser drawers with the mirror, my nightstand, etc. I would rearrange my books and magazines, my clothes, and my other stuff around them, and I would do it all by myself, cute little me with the scrawny arms and legs. I got…

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New Lease on Life

New Lease on Life

I have no computer, so I post this via ESP. I have a new lease on life… or at least on a condo. Although I managed to rip another pair of jeans (apparently it’s a price I pay), the move was smoother this time, and thanks to Dave, I now think of Ex-Lax when I think of smooth moves. You think there’s no snow in California? I don’t have cable until Friday; I see plenty of snow on my television…

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Mr. Sandman’s Gift To Me

Mr. Sandman’s Gift To Me

I hadn’t had a good night’s sleep for a full week, so last night I treated myself to at least 10 good hours of it, all of it much needed, and for the first time in months I dreamed vivid dreams of nonsense, such a glorious gift of wonder and magic. I really have missed that. What did I dream? I dreamed that I journeyed in a dumbwaiter, and the dumbwaiter was a time machine. I went back in time…

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I Can’t Lemonade Stand It Any More

I Can’t Lemonade Stand It Any More

May You Live in Interesting Times. Though I put on a brave smile for everyone, most especially on this, the first month of the year, my personal life is quietly blowing up in my face. I won’t go into detail, but right now my life is a very large exploding bag of lemons, and all that yellow fruit is hurling outwards into space in a big bang, knocking me senseless on their way to create new worlds of trouble. Good…

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