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the crows are restless in the trees outside. there is a chill in the air that wasn't there a minute ago.

― scott seward (scott seward), Friday, 11 March 2005 16:39 (twenty years ago)

Climb under your desk and start howling.

― Remy (null) (x Jeremy), Friday, 11 March 2005 16:42 (twenty years ago)

Again?

― alix (alix), Friday, 11 March 2005 16:42 (twenty years ago)

did you know that the word *FEY* means "fated to die soon" as well as "enchanted and elfin"? I never knew that! Maybe Scottish people know that. But not this Scott-ish person!

― scott seward (scott seward), Friday, 11 March 2005 16:47 (twenty years ago)

the gulls are now circling the crows. they want what they cannot have.

― scott seward (scott seward), Friday, 11 March 2005 17:56 (twenty years ago)

all the beans are in a row

― mark s (mark s), Friday, 11 March 2005 17:58 (twenty years ago)

It must be a sign that I'm going to have lunch in two hours.

― Ned Raggett (Ned), Friday, 11 March 2005 17:58 (twenty years ago)

I blame the squirrels.

― jel -- (jel), Friday, 11 March 2005 17:58 (twenty years ago)

the wind is picking up.

― scott seward (scott seward), Friday, 11 March 2005 18:00 (twenty years ago)

the day is grey. the snow comes and goes. there is a dog barking in the distance. there are no people here.

― scott seward (scott seward), Friday, 11 March 2005 18:23 (twenty years ago)

When the wind dies, and all is still, there is the faint odor of electricity in the air, and a dim blue light illumes the snow. The dog is quiet now.

― pepektheassassin (pepektheassassin), Saturday, 12 March 2005 16:32 (twenty years ago)

Now the dog is no longer quiet, and its mournful cry bolts through the twilight...

― Jimmy Mod Has Returned With Spices And Silks (ModJ), Saturday, 12 March 2005 17:14 (twenty years ago)

the snow is heavier now, turning the rain-soaked streets into sheets of white. and yet, the skunks are in heat and the rabbits are searching frantically for signs of spring.

― scott seward (scott seward), Saturday, 12 March 2005 17:22 (twenty years ago)

The "party shuffle" function on iTunes will only play songs in a minor key.

― Curious George Finds the Ether Bottle (Rock Hardy), Saturday, 12 March 2005 17:29 (twenty years ago)

what should we have for lunch?

i dunno.

maybe some soup? a sandwich?

whatever.

*sigh*

i, i , don't know what i'm doing anymore.

what?

i just, wait!, what was that noise?

what noise, daddy?

it sounded like...it sounded like a soft, muffled threnody of loss played by a cloud too gray to move.

can i just have some fig newtons?

something's coming.

― scott seward (scott seward), Saturday, 12 March 2005 17:43 (twenty years ago)

the wind blows just strongly enough to show the silver undersides of the lilac leaves;
a dog barks;
the new car in the parking lot has been idling for two hours.

cue muted trumpet solo

― andrew l. r. (allocryptic), Saturday, 12 March 2005 17:54 (twenty years ago)

This morning I went out to the office about 7:30. At 7:40, my wife called the office from inside the house; I can tell that she's been jolted out of deep sleep.
"D'jou just knock on the front door?"
"No, not me. Somebody's at the door?"
"Thought I heard somebody out there."
"I'll go check."
So I walk around the office to the front of the house with the phone in my hand, nobody there. Turn around, and there's a cop slowly cruising by my house, looking at me. As I walk back to the office, I see another cop crossing the intersection a block to the east.
Back in the office, I turn the music off so I can hear whatever's sneaking up on me.

― Curious George Finds the Ether Bottle (Rock Hardy), Saturday, 12 March 2005 18:10 (twenty years ago)

I forbode nothing. Except that I really must rip some more discs here.

― Ned Raggett (Ned), Saturday, 12 March 2005 18:13 (twenty years ago)

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