tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943519.post115222353138919826..comments2023-10-17T02:47:38.574-06:00Comments on In Palinode's Palace: rooibospalinodehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01029915232895358768noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943519.post-1152310503951312742006-07-07T16:15:00.000-06:002006-07-07T16:15:00.000-06:00Gus, This was the absolute gawd damn bestest blog ...Gus, This was the absolute gawd damn bestest blog I've ever read by a guy. You remind me why I still love guys and haven't yet gone to the other side. VULNERABILITY with VALOR. I search the blogs each and every day waiting for someone to pull up their shirt and show their belly - thanks for being so honest and well, lovely about all that past crap - I could relate...Robinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11615764593426273169noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943519.post-1152298579887695722006-07-07T12:56:00.000-06:002006-07-07T12:56:00.000-06:00One more thing: My writingdownthelyrics phase only...One more thing: My writingdownthelyrics phase only extended to Wham! or George Michael songs. Once, I translated "Father Figure" into French. Damn, he was hot in that video. Too bad he prefers boys.maarmiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07208449053550101175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943519.post-1152298438629137582006-07-07T12:53:00.000-06:002006-07-07T12:53:00.000-06:00I once helped a roommate make a Lauperesque costum...I once helped a roommate make a Lauperesque costume out of stuff from the roomie's closet for a Halloween party. It came out pretty good. Lots of big jewelry and torn rags, big spray-painted hair and garish makeup. Of course, we did all this to "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun."<BR/><BR/>Palinode: Just what I would expect from a female. I've heard we are good at mental torture....maarmiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07208449053550101175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943519.post-1152287555610166722006-07-07T09:52:00.000-06:002006-07-07T09:52:00.000-06:00Jill's cruelty wasn't physical. She would join for...Jill's cruelty wasn't physical. She would join forces with her friends and shoot mega-rays of disdain at people.palinodehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01029915232895358768noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943519.post-1152286974083909482006-07-07T09:42:00.000-06:002006-07-07T09:42:00.000-06:00On such small hooks are reputations hung. At leas...On such small hooks are reputations hung. At least Jill didn't beat you up in the hall for taking her Lauper disc.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943519.post-1152251155124770682006-07-06T23:45:00.000-06:002006-07-06T23:45:00.000-06:00Of course Lauper rocks. It's also important to wri...Of course Lauper rocks. It's also important to write out the lyrics of She-Bop and mail them to the president of the Rotary Club. Don't ask me how I know this, I don't want to get into it right now. But I could tell you stories.palinodehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01029915232895358768noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943519.post-1152240875840961522006-07-06T20:54:00.000-06:002006-07-06T20:54:00.000-06:00Lauper does too rock! I remember illegally record...Lauper does too rock! I remember illegally recording her tape on my dual deck tape recorder with a friend one afternoon. We diligently wrote out the lyrics to "True Colors" and discussed the importance of her words in a world gone mad.Elan Morganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03023867307505601913noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943519.post-1152237591988601192006-07-06T19:59:00.000-06:002006-07-06T19:59:00.000-06:00You wimp! Lauper rocks!You wimp! Lauper rocks!maarmiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07208449053550101175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943519.post-1152231943375836272006-07-06T18:25:00.000-06:002006-07-06T18:25:00.000-06:00Ach, das is gut blog, herr palinode. frau schmutzi...Ach, das is gut blog, herr palinode. frau schmutzie must be being proud of you.Mr. Headhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16581163190899468087noreply@blogger.com