I love how in this article, about the sad event that an extremely rare shark (only 41 ever spotted in the world) was caught, cooked up and eaten by locals, they included how the shark was prepared: Sauteed in coconut milk!
Mmmmm, Sounds delicious.
As an after-dinner entertainment/repentance, they all wailed and beat themselves with chains.
Take your meaning however you find most appropriate at time of reading. Most probably your fortune is being told right here, right now, in the picture below.
Pic: A co-worker pulled out an impromptu free-style game of scrabble at work today while I was reading the paper. This obviously calls for the creation of a Serendipity category around here. Cheers!
Now, off to find my neti pot since it sounds like you folks on the internets have some kind of cold/sinus infection and now my nasal passages are having a hypochondriacical reaction to it.
Where did all the GBP machines go? Many are now on there way to a better fate than our basement.
We’ve found a very nice home for about 4 of our Gumball Poetry machines, as we slowly retire the project.
Lex – who will be turning the project into Portland Poetry News and will be running a newspaper(!) out of 2″ capsules! Awesome.
URL to follow when I have one.
Also, Small Beer Press has a retired Gumball Poetry machine in Northampton, and when they ring me back, the Capsule Studio and Gallery will also get one.
Capsule Studio and Gallery
3542 SE Division
Portland, OR 97202
I’ve just had the third person tell me about a dream, unbeknownst to the others.
I wish people told me their dreams every day – sort of like that old hippy book, The Kin of Ata are Waiting for You. It didn’t hurt that in my friend David’s dream, I’d just inherited 400 million dollars. Apparently he was a bit confused why I refused to change my life very much. Phh. In your dreams, man!
I definitely need an official category for 400 million dollars.