Where have you been?
It's alright, we know where you been.

I use to have an inquiring mind of how things work taking things apart, tinkering, and putting it back together. And there was always 1 screw left over.  

 oldviolin wrote:
Exactly

 SeriousLee wrote:

Yeah, I had a big long reply, sufficiently obscure and often viscous in my usual way, pummeling through indecipherable quotes, poems, visuals, mathematical protonomolies, slangy similitry and silly string theories, smiley whiplashings and unnecessarily disconnected and unctuous wordity as well as flagrant yet fragrant if not frequent thread jacking.

Sadly I could not come up with one reasonable opinion about that. Not one astute comment. Maybe the saying and the doing got to be too much of a chore.

The Beatles sang, All you need is love. And then they broke up.

I know everything. It just doesn't always come to me on time.

OFWAIHHBTNTKCTWBDIEAIIIHGUTDODBAFUODAWFODALUNITBDUFEFTITKATPATGFEA

If you're a deep thinker, is it possible that one day you'll go too deep and never resurface? Or get so lost in thought that you can't find your way back home? Or...oh look! Bacon!

 geoff_morphini wrote:

laughishly so, it seems...

Good call. I meant resplendent...

 oldviolin wrote:

He's off on some tangent.

The sines are clearly indicative. The squares are respondent. The sawtooth saw teeth. That's how silly the scope of it all complies.

5...4...3...2...1...

This wonderment is perplexing to me...
What could be a greater indication of a poor economy: 
A new dollar store opening 
Or
An old Dollar store closing?

 SeriousLee wrote:

BINGO!

$45 billion was found in a Nigerian man's apartment.
He’d spent ten years trying to get rid of it -
But no one ever answered his emails.

I didn't really know, until I knew I didn't really know.
Then, when I knew what I knew, what I knowed was misremembered.
It's a confoundment I tell ya. Pure tee clogging of the sheer acknowledgment. Something...

Slap a record on
Pop a CD in
Flip a cassette
Insert an 8-track
Stream online
Doesn't matter how
Just do it

So there are Milk Duds melting slowly in the morning sun of my mind, dripping slowly out my ears into a pool of goo called life.

Someday I'm going to transition into a human National Inquirer ragazine and fade away, leaving human ragascenery in my wake, woke, something.
That'll show 'em......

 GeneP59 wrote: