The Rat Squeaks

Thursday, December 31, 2009

The Mourner’s Vigil

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From priests and Popes To the lowliest form of fool without a woman, Who’s lost all hope or hangs imprisoned in his mind, His spirit host...
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Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Killing My Computer!

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While wrestling with the inoperative wireless mouse earlier today (see previous post), I unplugged the power cord as one of many wild acti...

IT'S ALIVE!

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Had trouble last night and this morning with my wireless mouse. Replacing battery didn't work. Tried an alternate brand of battery, tr...
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Monday, December 28, 2009

Mission Impossible

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More Death, More Sex! Wait a minute--how come we can't have suicide bombers, too? What's so hard about it? It's not like it re...

None Of It Is True

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I still like to jump up sometime And give the impression I can move around And get things done. I like to think I can hurry if I try, But ...
Sunday, December 27, 2009

You Can Buy Me

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Now here we are Where all the black or yellow or brown men Look too much alike and not like me And all the women disguise themselves so mu...
Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Tenrecidae

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Did I Really Need To Know That? Unusually among placental mammals, the anus and urogenital tracts of tenrecs share a common opening, or cl...
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Tuesday, December 22, 2009

High School Disease

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I think sometimes about high school reunions And how I’ve avoided every one of them so far. I have small desire to see those people again...
Sunday, December 20, 2009

Shadows On The Edge

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Pursued by shadows on a silver plate, There is little—no, nothing—to hold the darkness back. And at the edges cold chagrin is always grinn...
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Friday, December 18, 2009

Every Connection

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Every connection I intend Fails at coming through. I see failure here and falling behind, Nor will they depart. There can be no expectatio...
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