Wednesday, April 13, 2005
Ah, dearies, you give me too much credit. I probably should not have been so oblique. That “soul is not deceived” line comes from one of my favorite The The songs, which, admittedly, I have not been able to listen to lately, because it makes me weepy and ferocious. But it’s a beauty of a song, and for some reason, it’s what popped into my head when I saw that goofy little graffito on a building in my old neighborhood.
Oh, and nmi...belated happy birthday, honey. I wish I’d brought you a cake. 
That family of yours, they’ll be back sooner than you know.
Bakerina on 04/13/05 at 10:15 PM
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Bake, you must have one of those old-fashioned souls they were still giving out occasionally when they ran out of the new model. Goliard’s right, the new improved, post-modern soul is installed distinctly lower and it’s been streamlined and simplified back toward its original biological imperative. It is much more suited to life amongst concrete and graffiti.