Speaking of which...
... the marshmellow man hasn't been on for a while now. Why is this? You're lurking, I know you are. I can feel your Mac OS X reaching out with its clammy fingers and poking at my blogspace through the nether. Come out and play.
"If you saw Atlas, the giant who holds the world on his shoulders, if you saw that he stood, blood running down his chest, his knees buckling, his arms trembling but still trying to hold the world aloft with the last of his strength, and the greater the effort the heavier the world bore down upon his shoulders—what would you tell him to do?"
"I…don’t know. What…could he do? What would you tell him?"
"To shrug."
... the marshmellow man hasn't been on for a while now. Why is this? You're lurking, I know you are. I can feel your Mac OS X reaching out with its clammy fingers and poking at my blogspace through the nether. Come out and play.
2 comments:
Marshmellow man?
I don't know if that's me, as I did come often to your blogspace on my spanking old mac :)
Hope things are good with you :)
Hemanshu
No kid, it ain't you :)
At least I hope not because then I would probably have broken a few laws regarding thinking dirty thots about minors.
Good to see you alive in the nether. Things are good, yes?
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