Help us out
For our own silly reasons, Chop and I have decided that we need to start documenting the titles of this blog. Here is what we have so far:
Daytime Lingers On
Daytime Blingers Blog
I See Little Dylan Blogging Back at Me
Teerible Cracks in spave
Om
Potato Potato Potato
Ya-a-a-r-san!
Please help us fill in the blanks.
Daytime Lingers On
Daytime Blingers Blog
I See Little Dylan Blogging Back at Me
Teerible Cracks in spave
Om
Potato Potato Potato
Ya-a-a-r-san!
Please help us fill in the blanks.
posted by Spinfly at 4:04 PM
12 Comments:
I cleaned that crap up off of my doorstep before I realized it was a gift.
Then there was something from Owl about cutting a head, but the words were all weird. There were a few Xs in the words. I'm not helping.
I'll think of a few more.
thanks though!
Fuglyhedz gitday nexkild. (that's what I was trying to think of...)
Something about sociofool
...and that's all I can think of right now.
Big Hunks of Nonsence
The runes will look better on the morrow
something about the John Singer Sargent painting that I'll have to look up if you guys don't
can't you go back and look, don't they stay in the archive?
The archives change with the current name. Chop sent an email to blogger to see if they have any sort of records we could access. I think its up to us and our memories on this one.
Too bad, my memory's not so hot.
Try writing them on your calendar every time you change 'em.
thats the current plan. I was just hoping to fill in the blanks of the past.
You were the one who posted them all, right Spin? I bet if you went through each day, ond day at a time, you'd remember almost all of them. No rush.
It’s scary out there in archive land. We have talked a lot of babble and nonsense since March 2005
I'm Billicio Del Joelio. I play pianolo.
A Glorious Release of the Soul
The Blog Must Go On!
You Know I'm Feelin' So Much Better I Could Cake Walk into Town
Tidy Little Prophets
If You'd Said that Yesterday, I Would Have...?
Ya Can't Hide the Foo, Everyone has a Little Some Have Alot
Cheese Tastes Best in That Condition
I cleaned up that crap you left on my doorstep before I realized it was a gift.
HERE COMES TWO!!!!
Math is too heart
Ahem..."Samich". Thank you very much.
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