In a celebratory mood (having entered the grand estate of Grandpappydom)
I can joyfully report the future will not need deconstructionists, it
will not be constructed, to wit:
researching how many Canadian alleged dollars I will have to part with
to procure "Poems for the Millenium Vol 2" I dropped in on the one-armed
female warrior site & entered said title where I was given the following
"Close Matches"
N is for Noose
A Widow for One Year
Vegetarian Cooking for Everyone.
Seriously contemplating sending randomly selected phrases from Her
Weasels Wild to that machine. Exegesis beyond your wildest.
Sweet dreams beckon,
night all,
Pete.
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