to Coy Powell
date Feb 21, 2007 4:43 PM
subject How is life
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-- deliberately trouble Eh? flower How do? muscle How do?
[this is already a great follow-up to "how is life," but then it gets all Ulysses on me!]
Ben Dollard's vague bass anshiver -- soak Irish? ornament I saw don't know, faith. Is she, Simon?-- A beautiful kill slung shelter station air, said Bloom lost Leopold. I kno suppose Blazes Boylan's smart milk cloudy chain tan shoes creaked on the bar Tap. Ventriloquise. discover My lips light closed. Think knot close in my stom. W pled -- death You're pin looking rubicund, throw George Lidwell said.
[well, mangled Ulysses anyhow. Why am I "Coy Powell" in this spamdress book? That's my new detective/cowgirl name, I think. Some sort of alter ego, anyway.]
2 comments:
*dies laughing*
I'm totally going to greet people that way now. "flower How do?"
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