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05.26.2005
book report about lobotomy (guest post)
In reading about the history of lobotomy, started as leukotomy, one would do well to remember: Phineus Gage was actually a really human person with a penis and eyes and everything. That weird doctor Greenswallow or Thigglebury or Stewartashus or Thistlefield or Dalrimple or Armenhammer or whatnot really just took it too far, carried, I mean, it too far, by it I mean that I'm talking about the practice of stirring up peoples frontbrains, because that's what, it's what, he was, he had a, when he was young his father whipped himself instead of him in punishment for something he'd done (him, who would later become Doctor Tidbutton who would even later become known as Doctor Icepick, or something,) and so Doctor Thagglepot grew up to become the pre-eminent brain scrambler before anyone seemed to even have gotten a wiff of what was going on. Or certainly everyone had to have gotten a wiff, but no one said anything.
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05.24.2005
can't remember a damned thing
I remember when I used to update this thing.
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Out of Context: " Of course Scallion knew it wasn't wanted there, with her, in the place of its birth, and, being devoid of any human emotion, it quickly moved on to wider spaces where it could practice and hone its art. Houses, firehalls, street signs, fences, whole towns became acceptable targets for Scallion's rampant branding. Passing cars were marked hickory, mustard, plutonium. Screaming children had stamps of primary green applied vigorously to their foreheads. Doors of houses left open for years were from that time forward closed and locked, and marked with stripes of lemon and custard. "
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Mister Stevens, c.1 & c.2 - at long last. The quadrangle fits neatly into place... August, 2003
Mister Stevens, c.3 & c.4 This Mr. Stevens leaves bubbles in my head, secretly... August, 2003
Mister Stevens, c.5 & c.6 I could almost see them on the platform... August, 2003
Mister Stevens, c.7 & c.8 I step in through the shattered hole in the window... August, 2003
Incessantly Noisemongering Kaleidescope - Letter from Kingo Sleemer to Nape, July 2003
Sundial - frenetic fast fiction by SpookyTim, July 2003
Buick MacKane - short short by SpookyTim, June 2003
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Letters from Kingo to whoever wasn't listening at the time
Lies, Fabrications, and Errata
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Letters to Squub from a lot of nice people who've had some family problems leading to the unfortunate tying-up of great amounts of capital (updated March, 2004)
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