here is a good one
i am listening to a web radio station
which plays tap dancers

are you in the mood
i think i am


boogie down


to get back to my spagehetti coding

that is with no tomatoes

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I am listening to "Teachers Pet"sang by Doris day

for you
are too young
to remember Doris day
I know


I'm too old to remember: RIGHT?

this song is not PC at all

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do you ever want to fall down the rabbit hole?
right now
I want too
want to go with me?

just let me know

it would be a frogie & wild hare ride?

who is your baby, magic frogie?

is it that green sweater
running down the street

now that sweater
is just a little bit too
big for frogie?


you can ride in my front pocket
it is I who is clothed with the green sweater

sweet sweet frogie!

it feels good,
too good?

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It is the mad hatters night at evl,
changes are flying
my head is gets smaller.
I guess that is a good sign,
instead of my head getting bigger,
then I would be like Alice.

Is the place where I have been at
as wonderful as WONDERLAND? You bet.

Not a dull new media interactive nerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvy magician
in sight,
he or she is moving around
visionary specs
as the show
gets organized
from heaven or maybe hell, who knows?

Stay tuned or out of tune for the next mushroom brain omelet via email.

HEY Alice, are you talking to me?

who is the MAD hater?
Or MAD Hatters?

Well I guess Rabbit only knows?

Have any Rabbits spoke to you lately?

Hope, hop up the Bunny Trail,
breaking all the eggs?

damm life is
wonderful: ain't it?

Josephine LiPuma all rights reserved 2004


I am finding it harder too write lately, but I think it is because I am in a tunnel that is not a tunnel of love.
It is a tunnel of buckets with everything in my life, past, present and future thrown at me in some chaotic order.
Now this order can be made by me, or made by god/goddess which every you prefer.

Or perhaps you might believe you are god or the goddess, the god or goddess of what?
I ask you each so politely.

I was reading in the local chi_rag New City about a women who wrote an online blog which is being made into a book. She wrote the blog without wanting it to be a book, or novel or whatever. How post modern, what bull?

So now, it is blog attack time.

What is the world about, if you ask me, or don't ask me I don't real know,
it you don't will you tell me: pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

I was at an art opening this last friday, it was a wino or winer scene, I guess it depends who you are, and what is your
viewpoint on over the hill men and other human beings drinkin' the night and drinkin' away.

They just don't get it, or do they, are you wondering who they is?
Well if your reading this is might be you?

oh well: long live life...that's, if you value it, life that is?

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