the empty stage

This blog was formerly full of blatherskite, bosh, claptrap, double-talk, flapdoodle, drivel, pishposh, rubbish, twaddle; gibberish, babble, Greek, jabber, jabberwocky, nonsense, skimble-skamble. now, it's more like an empty stage around here. feel free to wander around the wings. don't trip on any props.

Monday, January 21, 2002

Bouge Pas Je L'Arrange, or, Hold Still I'll Fix It, by Hob.

21.1.02

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