Welcome to our living room. You'll find it takes a certain "bonkers" way of thinking about things to hang out here. No one will ever ask you to leave, but you might feel uncomfortable being here if "our tribe don't dig your vibe." The emphasis is on creativity, spontaneity, and improvisation. Most of us know each other here. Many of us are related. We use aliases just for the hell of it.
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Where the wild things are
Cloudy with a chance of meatballs
Leo the Late Bloomer bakes a cake
Are you my mother? (SNORT)
It's the horrible snort!!!!
"Mister Bliss" by JRR Tolkein.
(...second, of course to "Leo the Late Bloomer Bakes a Cake")
Two monks were watching a flag flapping in the wind. One said to the other, "The flag is moving."
The other replied, "The wind is moving."
Huineng overheard this. He said, "Not the flag, not the wind; mind is moving."
...what a gorgeous day it is out there...can anyone say 'heat releif'? My childhood fav was always "Silver Pennies"
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