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deja entendu
Sunday, 11 December 2005
Gilded Spores of Moldy Bedsores
Mood:  don't ask
Now Playing: World Radio Network - KTRU 91.7 Houston
Topic: Breeding The Disease

Long has it been. Over a year, 370 days to be exact, although I have frequented this page and somehow get a chuckle
or two out of it, thinking, "Man, I authored this." I never really think me funny unless I am talking about my husband's
mom, then hold back, cuz here come the tears of laughter and joy. It's mean & vicious, but it just makes me laugh.

These days I find myself making jewelry and such. I've completely abandoned my old ways and started anew. Nothing
to complain about either. It's nice, considering the many self employment opportunities I had created for myself and the
money I never made. It's weird to think, but I still enjoy sitting and waiting for the ship to come in.

SHOCKING!
Peter Jackson... Mr. Heavenly Creatures, Lord of the Rings, King Kong etc., looks as though he has lost a hobbit or two!
How? I had never heard nor seen anything about his methods or even that he had lost weight and then I see him on TV
promoting King Kong and he is THIN. After a bit of researching I have found this from
wikipedia.com, "Between The
Return of the King and King Kong, Jackson lost a large amount of weight, (over 50 lbs/22.5kg) to the point of being
unrecognizable to some fans. He attributes his weight loss, according to Britain's Daily Telegraph to a diet change. He
said, "I just got tired of being overweight and unfit, so I changed my diet from
hamburgers to yogurt and muesli and
it seems to work."



The Lost Art of Phrenology

"[Before phrenology] all we knew about the brain was, how to slice it..." R. Chenevix (phrenologist), 1828.
Oh, the task of slicing the brain, cutting it like a Thanksgiving turkey, an Easter ham. Trying to pin down one's reason
for being so benelovent, violent, kind, and anything else that has to do with one's general personality. Just look at the
forehead and it will tell you everything, but no, I think I would rather map it and cut it open to see how it really ticks!
If you ask me, it's not there. It's in the stars, you know, astrology, not the shape of one's head, because if you really
think about that, scroll back up to Peter Jackson, you will see that the shape of his head has changed, but has he?


Posted by punksoup at 10:04 AM CST
Updated: Sunday, 11 December 2005 10:39 AM CST

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