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His Hands Are Small, We Know

Posted on March 5, 2017 by

If you lived in North America and listened to the radio a lot in 1998, chances are the title of this post is doing something weird to your brain. Brace yourselves — it’s only getting weirder (and more awesome) from here. I … Continue reading →

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With Apologies to Rabbie Burns

Posted on January 26, 2015 by

Once upon a time, lo these many years ago, CSE Cooney and I were on the phone, chattering. I said something which led to her talking about DANGER and LUVE and I said “My Luve is like a bloody rose!” To which she replied, “That’s … Continue reading →

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