tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032021663606908819.post961132319623158398..comments2024-01-20T21:17:03.430-05:00Comments on "Sweetness, and Light": "Uncle Sydney Remembers"Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12914769586760504627noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032021663606908819.post-52513245225582471462013-11-24T01:03:12.883-05:002013-11-24T01:03:12.883-05:00I had a hell of a life. Wadda ride! Yep the stuff ...I had a hell of a life. Wadda ride! Yep the stuff ya gets used to, and call normal. As for them bolts. Always have a pair of pliers, and a screw driver...don't leave home without them!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12914769586760504627noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032021663606908819.post-9551545787037651472013-11-19T00:00:01.417-05:002013-11-19T00:00:01.417-05:00All too well do I remember that fake dawn of Mourn...All too well do I remember that fake dawn of Mourning in America, by dismal contrast with the real dawn of the sixties, whose death knell it was, as well as the start of our present downward trajectory into a dark age whose inevitability is now beyond all doubt. <br /><br />Too bad they bolted shut those windows. It's nice to be able to air a building without creating dependencies on complex costly ventilation systems. The whole idea of making windows inoperable strikes me as unerotically perverse. <br /><br />Z.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com