I am in here.
Ghost of a flea: Scenes of Atlantean life: An entirely innocent quest for information about ancient Egypt’s origins in Atlantis/alien colonialists lead me to these scenes from Altantean life. For a couple weeks in the desert, the Troupe of the Traditional Burning Man Opera boldly recreated life as it was lived thousands of years ago, … Continue reading Words of One Syllable Dept.
Yep, Tara Reid Was Drunk | A Socialite’s Life: I’ve got Tara Reid on my Dead Pool list…
… for listening to my story from yesterday. I’m not sure how to resume regular blogging after an entry like that, but I shall slog on somehow. I think I’ve depressed poor Eric no end 😦 I shall attempt now to insert myself back into the regular stream of my life… :shakespeare:
Yesterday, seventeen years ago, I lost a baby. 20 weeks (of a prospective 40 weeks) of pregnancy is the cutoff between “miscarriage” and “stillbirth.” I lost Angel at 21 or 22 weeks. (“Angel” was the name for her that flew into my mind as the anesthesiologist was giving me the epidural to ease the pains … Continue reading Yesterday
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