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      ------------------------------------ There was a large painting of Evel Knievel shaking hands with Richard Nixon. It hung in the Mayors office. Late one evening after everyone went home. I took it down to the lab. I zoomed in on Evel’s left eye a 100x and enhanced it. It was an address. I went to the address. It was a modest, 1970’s style, split level ranch home in the suburbs.

      ----------------------------------- Inside I found a dead parrot lying on a waterbed. I revived the parrot with some saltines and adrenaline. We became good friends. The parrots name was Randy. One night a few years later while Randy and me played Gin Rummy, he sang me a song about a fire. The title of this blog was never mentioned but I sensed it, and Randy confirmed it by giving me ‘THE LOOK’.

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          • December 4, 2012 1:09 am
            Nothing gets a hand puppet harder than the great cosmic mystery. The endless joy of wondering. God was just a regular person who had a simple dream. To fuck everyone and everything and thus it was/is so. I am just a man who wants to develop a mobile app that identifies lost pets by using pictures of their assholes. Because each asshole is as unique as a finger print. No pet shall ever be lost again. All will be found. In the ass of an animal. From the endless black hole in the ground. From the mouth of babes. And unto the Lord with a joyous sound. I really do believe in your commitment to Sparkle Motion.

            Nothing gets a hand puppet harder than the great cosmic mystery. The endless joy of wondering.

            God was just a regular person who had a simple dream. To fuck everyone and everything and thus it was/is so.

            I am just a man who wants to develop a mobile app that identifies lost pets by using pictures of their assholes. Because each asshole is as unique as a finger print. No pet shall ever be lost again.

            All will be found.

            In the ass of an animal.

            From the endless black hole in the ground.

            From the mouth of babes.

            And unto the Lord with a joyous sound.

            I really do believe in your commitment to Sparkle Motion.

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