Wednesday, April 13, 2005
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.
mouse on 04/13/05 at 12:34 PM
I desperately needed to smile today. I kind of have this half smile, a smirk. The pain of remembering that somebody loves me, but I cannot be with her.
Yeah I miss my wife. And kids. But hey, they’ll be back in a few more weeks. Sometimes the soul IS deceived. But most of the time, it is right on almost everything.
nmiguy on 04/13/05 at 01:30 PM
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
ZASK . . .
Tvindy on 04/14/05 at 03:52 AM
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yeah. all the drugs in the world can’t fool it. tromping happily down the road to hell, who can say what the soul is following? sometimes i wonder if it’s not directly connected to my sex drive.
but oh boy, whatta gambler, that Soul.