Recently received a secret message from Outer Space. Says only "You are a dick — A Friend". I suspect my love, Echinoia Eeeps, but who can say?
Post holes — positive value from negative space.
It's a long walk from here to there with all that space in between. I think that's how it works.
Space is a hole mostly. I just learned that. And no way out.
Entering the room I feel I've been here before. In fact I have. I live here. Handy.
If you were to up and dig a hole the question would naturally be "Why?".
Have anything worth adding? Then try sosayseff@gmail.com
Me? Trying to save space with both feet in one sock. Something seems off.
Etc...
so says eff: sporadic spurts of grade eff distraction
definitions: outdoor terms
fiyh: dave's little guide to ultralight backpacking stoves
boyb: dave's little guide to backpacks
snorpy bits: nibbling away at your sanity
last seen receding: missives from a certain mobile homer
noseyjoe: purposefully poking my proboscis into technicals
