In a message dated 9/20/2002 1:05:24 PM Pacific Daylight Time, [log in to unmask] writes:
"We think we're safe at the ballpark,'' Beltran said. "What happened today, that tells us no matter where we are, we're not safe.''
What happened today ?
Gab & Eti -- once again making an attempt to escape reality through the mundane resemblance of the middle class -- have been wrapped up lately in trying to figure out what to do with the lifetime supply of designer napkins they found in the dumpster behind the Bullamanka K-Mart. Lots of pumpkins & apples... but they clog the in-house toilet. Gab wants to make kites out of the tough little squares of polymer crap to fly over the theme park but Eti is worried the crows will eat them. Not so good for the crows of late, they seem to be dropping dead all over the place. Is it a world full of artificial napkins or voodoo? Too bad, on a bad bad day, like when buildings fall and shit happens, talking to a talking crow is a lot more rewarding than talking to a brown-eyed dog, though a dog, even a Kansas terrier, will do in a pinch. I wonder how the hummingbirds are doing?
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