Believe it or not, I’ve been thinking about quite a few of the posts and commentary here over the past few weeks. Caroline’s ‘You Don’t Know Me’, about truth and fiction and self-revelation, Morgan’s about the end of the Earth, Morgan’s other one about Travel, Mad’s one about ‘Trashbin of the Mind’. And so on, just letting it moosh around in the back of my brain.

And remembering that I’m a writer again.

So — over the past two hours, I wrote a story. The song was written long ago, of course, and I didn’t know I’d use it until I was two-thirds done with the prose. I recycled bits of story elements that have been kicking around in my brain for years, as well as stealing a lot of bits that have been posted here by others. I leave it as an exercise to figure out who and what I’ve plagiarized.

Uh, that I’ve honored as thought-sources, that is….

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I honestly don’t care what people believe. But I very much care how people behave. And since some people use their beliefs to justify things which do affect me, I particularly like my facts “testable.”

(From WellingtonGrey.net )

ps.  Also go see this on Why Go?

Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to view the first of nine vids chronicling the 1992 reunion tour of our favorite band, then use your advanced computer skills to track down the remaining eight in the series.

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And, then, below the cut, something from the Tap that’s perhaps Not Entirely Safe for Work.

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