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Sick of the six words project. So, I am taking a break from it and from blogging and computering of all kinds. Peace out.

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This thing was on our street!! I finally looked it up and found out that it is called a Hickory Horned Devil and is actually harmless but, as you can see, it is an enormous mofo with menacing spikes and horns. Crizazy nature.

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Keeler organized and hosted movie night.

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Why am I so sleeply today?

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RB did a ton of work.

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Karen and I laughed in disbelief.

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No harm done. Harm done: none.

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Reading every book about Andy Kaufman.

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Should have tried V-8 juice sooner.

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I am in the twilight zone.

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Silent Dance Party is my religion.

singing skulls

This is the funniest thing and I have no idea why.

so much beauty in the world

Birds on the Wires from Jarbas Agnelli on Vimeo.

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More like Andy Kaufman every day.

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Front lawn, silent dance party tonight.

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Experiencing a total paradigm shift, man.

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(Eliott calls these his "dinosaur cozy things") Front step, iPod. Everything is cool.

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Can't sleep. Lying in bed, sighing.

Dream:

I am at a school dance. I jump around, flailing my arms and legs in a carefree way; sometimes I fall down. Curiously, the last song of the night is "Ramblin' Man", which pleases me immensely. I flail about some more and sing along. Some cool kids come by wanting to know if I am drunk. I explain that I am not; that they are just fooled into thinking that because of my "awesome moves". I do some more of my "moves" for emphasis. The group of us leaves smoking cigarettes and boards a school bus. Everyone is reading big, black books which I assume are some sort of vampire series. I am so tired from all the jumping and flailing that I promptly fall asleep.

Dreams please me.

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Sick and tired of being adult.