I’m awaiting moderation, no actually I’m not. But the thing is is that the thing is and the irony here is my favorite double meaning situation, where the true meaning lies in the perception of the meaning, as in all meaning, or lack of meaning as nothing has meaning. So the phrase makes me laugh. I’m awaiting moderation, to be moderate, not to be moderated.
If you become moderate, you won’t be nearly as much fun…
This comment has neither been moderated nor approved.
You know the only things that are good in moderation? Death and taxes. How bout a real fucking post every now and again. I can’t hold the empire up all by myself, and I’m pretty sure neither of us want to work for a living. Shit. Work. I guess that is better in moderation, too. I try and moderate the amount of work I do so I can be off every day.
How come everything is showing up twice?
Is it all self-replicating while awaiting moderation?
I was awaiting duplication, evidently the wait is over.
sitting on the dock of the bay, awaiting moderation. aka, wasting time.
What ever happened to philosophizing on this blog? Granted that the most productive things philosophers ever accomplished was looting and pillaging small towns…
Kind of like being oed…
Happy birthday (plus one day) to the person closest to the goal of being OED (at least that I know).
I would have written yesterday, but I WAS OFF – ha ha!