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Bullet Point Ballet
The Tumbling Blog of James Foreman. He lives in Pittsburgh, drinks coffee, and writes stuff. You can read some of his longer stuff at MegaMiscellanea.
quoteCaught her pulling wings from butterflies
Come down to me be free
She’s letting go of chasing time
She’ll leave that to the rushing waters
— Universal Hall Pass - “Six Step Dragon”
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POSTED Dec 04 2008 @ 20:37
@ Will’s Place

@ Will’s Place
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POSTED Dec 04 2008 @ 20:24
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POSTED Dec 04 2008 @ 1:19
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POSTED Dec 04 2008 @ 0:19
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POSTED Dec 04 2008 @ 0:19
Look


thanks, Will
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POSTED Dec 03 2008 @ 21:56
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POSTED Dec 01 2008 @ 20:12
Pointing a camera at my nephew Owen is like pressing the RANDOMIZE button on a Silly Face Dispenser.

Pointing a camera at my nephew Owen is like pressing the RANDOMIZE button on a Silly Face Dispenser.
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POSTED Dec 01 2008 @ 18:13
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POSTED Dec 01 2008 @ 18:12
quoteIt’s useless, flying kites
It only works if the wind is right.
Universal Hall Pass - “Dragonfly”
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POSTED Dec 01 2008 @ 17:53
Words cannot express how much I adore my nephews.

Words cannot express how much I adore my nephews.
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POSTED Nov 30 2008 @ 23:58
This sign is in the window of the Subway Restaurant near my office, a location staffed entirely by young Ukranian girls who appear to speak very little english.  

Is it an order or an advertisement?

This sign is in the window of the Subway Restaurant near my office, a location staffed entirely by young Ukranian girls who appear to speak very little english.

Is it an order or an advertisement?

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POSTED Nov 30 2008 @ 19:19
The Death of Edgar Allen Poe

On October 3, 1849, Poe was found on the streets of Baltimore delirious, “in great distress, and… in need of immediate assistance”, according to the man who found him, Joseph W. Walker. He was taken to the Washington College Hospital, where he died on Sunday, October 7, 1849, at 5:00 in the morning. Poe was never coherent long enough to explain how he came to be in his dire condition, and, oddly, was wearing clothes that were not his own. Poe is said to have repeatedly called out the name “Reynolds” on the night before his death, though it is unclear to whom he was referring.

via Wikipedia

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POSTED Nov 30 2008 @ 14:18
I was busy in my dreams last night.
I interviewed the inventor of a new kind of salt, got my car stolen, walked on my hands across a yard, missed a history test, watched a jousting tournament, saw a girl I used to have a HUGE crush on, smoked a carton of cigarettes, played bass for KISS, joined the Two Pairs of Converse All-Stars A Year Club and sold a house.
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POSTED Nov 30 2008 @ 13:53
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