One Million Things

Thursday, November 23, 2006

Things 4401-4450

This is thing 4401: I should be elsewhere.

This is thing 4402: All of the usual stuffings.

This is thing 4403: Utterly dissapointingly undeserving.

This is thing 4404: Foolishness is a habit.

This is thing 4405: A crick in the neck.

This is thing 4406: An art history major is less useful than a pet rock.

This is thing 4407: A ghost that moves.

This is thing 4408: Annihilation might be pretty peaceful.

This is thing 4409: It has lost the stickiness.

This is thing 4410: six pegs.

This is thing 4411: A feast that never ends.

This is thing 4412: On the toilet.

This is thing 4413: The death and burial of a faithful pen who gave his life in unquestioning service.

This is thing 4414: A straight edge.

This is thing 4415: I hate winter because it is often too cold to be naked.

This is thing 4416: She just can't make the cut.

This is thing 4417: Are you full of hate?

This is thing 4418: The reuse of a joke that fell flat in other company in the hopes that your creativity is not a complete failure.

This is thing 4419: Mushroom Tea

This is thing 4420: Shit-faced.

This is thing 4421: Beneath the sole tree in a beautiful field.

This is thing 4422: Transvestites!

This is thing 4423: Nubs

This is thing 4424: Once you get hammered, you will want to saw some wood.

This is thing 4425: A good time for a smoke.

This is thing 4426: The restrictions of convention are unbearable at times.

This is thing 4427: Is it alright to see meaning in art that was designed precisely not to have symbols and meaning?

This is thing 4428: Shreds of Russian paper.

This is thing 4429: I can't keep you safe.

This is thing 4430: An excuse just to sip the cream.

This is thing 4431: I'm scared of uncontrollably large institutions.

This is thing 4432: I hope that this is up to your standards of tuning.

This is thing 4433: In a Volvo on I-96.

This is thing 4434: Sorry, I didn't get a chance to try haggis.

This is thing 4435: EEK!

This is thing 4436: No more stories to tell. No more cans to kick.

This is thing 4437: The one-finger salute.

This is thing 4438: Si, senor.

This is thing 4439: I like the flames.

This is thing 4440: Blocked.

This is thing 4441: It gets dark so early this time of year.

This is thing 4442: To try and fail is worse than nevering having tried.

This is thing 4443: They play D-E-A-D after the sacrifice in The Rite of Spring.

This is thing 4444: Monogram

This is thing 4445: In the library which I should never have entered.

This is thing 4446: I composed a symphony of _______________.

This is thing 4447: The third diamond.

This is thing 4448: Checks in the mail.

This is thing 4449: Just stop.

This is thing 4450: I worry that no shape will occur due to the current one-sidedness of this relationship.

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