Entertaining. I have my eye and mind on the new derailleur, enjoyed the 11-year-old Japanese girl’s spelling, “Apparusa,” clicked on the phone photo download link for perusal, and remarked the Blonde on Blonde album cover from Dylan’s mid-60s best period.
Dylan (and not off topic because of Grant): even crusty social conservative bloggers admit that he very well might be a real poet. “To dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free, silouhetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands, with all memory and fate, driven deep beneath the waves, let me forget about today until tomorrow.” -- Patrick Moore Alburquerque, Nuevo Mexico, Etats Unis d'Amerique, Orbis Terrarum ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Executive resumes, LinkedIn profiles, bios, letters, and other writing services ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- *When thou didst not, savage, k**now thine own meaning,* *But wouldst gabble like a** thing most brutish,* *I endowed thy purposes w**ith words that made them known.* -- You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "RBW Owners Bunch" group. To unsubscribe from this group and stop receiving emails from it, send an email to [email protected]. To view this discussion visit https://groups.google.com/d/msgid/rbw-owners-bunch/CALuTfgtnWYYwHGDTRh%3Dw0sftBM-yaM7xSw%2Bp0VCpJQG0N4U_EQ%40mail.gmail.com.
