tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943519.post3506370227602260081..comments2023-10-17T02:47:38.574-06:00Comments on In Palinode's Palace: saturdaypalinodehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01029915232895358768noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943519.post-41066541897435246302007-03-22T20:12:00.000-06:002007-03-22T20:12:00.000-06:00Ping! This entry has been Ping!(ed)! The Ping Pr...Ping! This entry has been Ping!(ed)! <BR/><BR/>The Ping Project is a group of poet/ bloggers who create new works which relate "inter-text-ually" to the work of other bloggers.<BR/><BR/>So, my friend, to see your post, "saturday" anew, go to:<BR/> <A HREF="http://pingproject.typepad.com/ping_project/2007/03/your_saturday.html" REL="nofollow">The Ping Project</A><BR/><BR/>ps. i hope i formatted that link correctly, this is all quite new for me. enjoy the poem! -haileyhaileyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02476111563466946200noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943519.post-72485335618558442372007-03-12T14:24:00.000-06:002007-03-12T14:24:00.000-06:00There was one guy I used to like to talk to who hu...There was one guy I used to like to talk to who hung around my college. His conversation, I guess you could say, didn't follow a linear path. Yet, you could talk to him. He had a strong interest in Voyager I and Voyager II. <BR/><BR/>I saw him once give money to a homeless guy. One homeless guy giving money to another homeless guy.<BR/><BR/>I really loved that guy. I'm sometimes amazed I haven't turned out like him. Not yet, anyway.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943519.post-684348782681131402007-03-12T13:28:00.000-06:002007-03-12T13:28:00.000-06:00in toronto i bought a coffee for a fella who claim...in toronto i bought a coffee for a fella who claimed to be an intergalactic jade miner.Mr. Headhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16581163190899468087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943519.post-86657131540674759532007-03-12T03:42:00.000-06:002007-03-12T03:42:00.000-06:00By a strange twist, I once bought a coffee for a w...By a strange twist, I once bought a coffee for a woman on the street in Manhattan that kept calling out, "I'm at the scene of the crime and there's more to life than spaghetti."<BR/><BR/>She complained that I had put to much sugar in it. <BR/><BR/>The world is full of symmetries.Tomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15126750605069711353noreply@blogger.com