Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Closed For Isness

I apologize to anyone I haven't offended, but I'm just too far behind in my remunerative work to continue posting. The patented One Cosmos method of applied non-doodling isn't possible -- or realizable -- if I cannot see before me that vast, trackless desert of slack extending over the purplish-pink ultra-human horizon, i.e., the summa vocation. Hopefully, normal isness upperations will continue once I catch up.

You could say that slack is the nonspecific ether through which we fly with wings of repose. Yeah, something like that.

Even reposting takes time, time needed to get things done in clockworld. Unlike my household gnome, I am embodied, and that's just the way it is.

The Raccoon is not so constituted as to grovel at anyone's surface. Squeezed for timelessness, it's like being rushed through your sleep -- as if, if you really hurry, you can complete eight hours of sleep in just six hours. When that happens, you eventually start dreaming during the day. Conversely, when the Conspiracy impinges, it's like being forced to wake while you really need to be dreaming.

Pretty soon you're completely "awake," but not in the good way. Rather, in such a way that all of the vertical springs, all the interstices of mystery, are bottled up with that familiar tenuro-media excreta that is somehow indigestibly concrete and adhesively slimy.

So, consider this an open thread, if you wish. Here is something to start the conversation, an email from a reader:

"As a longtime reader and fan of yours, I am attuned to your unique style. Yet occasionally I have trouble getting the point of a particular post (assuming there is one) reading it in the conventional top to bottom manner. When that happens I have found better results reading them backwards, not literally, but starting with the last paragraph and working up. Have I hit on something here? A useful technique for reading comprehension? An undiagnosed disability perhaps?"

To which we responded off the top of our head from the center of our cloud: "That is a provocative thought. I think I'll pass it on to readers for comment. Could be because I myself have no idea what the post is about until it somehow wraps itself up at the end, which it does nine times out of ten. The post just kind of finishes itself and says "I'm done. You can get on with your life now."


Blogger Joan of Argghh! said...

Reading it backwards is precisely how it's done, old Bean.

He gets it!

3/21/2012 06:07:00 AM  
Blogger Verdiales said...

Sometimes. I like foraging through the scattered acorns, though. By the end, it's all acorn.

3/21/2012 07:24:00 AM  
Blogger mushroom said...

Working is such a cruel imposition on life.

I think it was Anthony Trollope or someone like that who said that if you want to make money writing, you should write for people who move their lips while reading.

If you move your lips while reading One Cosmos, it most likely is in ecstatic utterance.

Our dear reader has indeed hit upon a method of improving comprehension of our Dear Leader's prose. It is not unlike the approach to any dense writing in a conventional analog book. First, you look at the table of contents, then read the first paragraph of the first chapter. Next, skim through the chapter, read the last paragraph, and ask yourself how the author plans to get there. Then go ahead and read through the chapter.

Note: This will likely only confuse readers of Le Livre.

3/21/2012 08:00:00 AM  
Blogger julie said...

Oh, now there's an idea. It would be interesting to go through and start reading that way now and then, just to see what else pops out.

Thanks to your reader, and thanks to you, too, Bob, for keeping it up as long as you have.

Seems as though time gets shorter as the kids get longer...

3/21/2012 08:36:00 AM  
Blogger Van said...

Closed for Isness.... theres a sigh of the times.

3/21/2012 08:56:00 AM  
Blogger Van said...

Reader has hit on a nice addition to the method Mushroom mentioned, Mortimer Adler wrote a good book on that... had the catchy title of "How to read a book", if I remember right.

Assuming that the Knowa's Archive is staying open for Isness, it seems like I may have some AM time to give it a whirl.

After all, isn't that the way the Cosmos was written? With the end in mind?

3/21/2012 09:08:00 AM  
Blogger Olden Ears said...

From somewhere in the first few verses of the sixth chapter of St. John: Jesus knew what he intended to do.

3/21/2012 09:55:00 AM  
Blogger Mizz E said...

"Closed For Isness"
I feel my darkness phobia coming on. Time to do as Van sez.

3/21/2012 10:18:00 AM  
Blogger John Lien said...

Thanks Bob! It has been an enlightening trip.

3/21/2012 10:25:00 AM  
Blogger vanderleun said...

Joan sez: "I'm done. You can get on with your life now."

Now life your with on get can you. Done I'm.

3/21/2012 11:04:00 AM  
Blogger Van said...

Mizz E said "Time to do as Van sez."

It is always time to do as Van sez.

Just sayin'.

3/21/2012 11:09:00 AM  
Blogger Cond0010 said...

Reading from the bottom up vs fro the top down. Hmmmmm.............

I wouldn't think it would matter here at the One Cosmos Raccoon Lodge as long as you continue in a vertical direction (with a bit of horizontal, of course).

Good Luck with the piles, Bob. I hit mine last fall and I am still digging.

As said in the quote area of Gerards place: "Seek enlightenment, but first do the dishes" (unless you're a monk on a mountain and have nothing to clog up your time):

I knew a guy who said that, once he retired, he was amazed how he had even found time to work.

I'm thinking it would be the same for you.

Slack on dude!

3/22/2012 09:03:00 AM  
Blogger Gagdad Bob said...

If I could just have two solid weeks off, I could catch up. The problem is, new stuff is always being piled on, so you can't get out of the hole, or you have to keep digging just to not get in deeper. You could say that slack evaporates when input overwhelms outflow.

3/22/2012 09:45:00 AM  
Blogger mushroom said...

I know that feeling. I have been doing that for years. I have been mainly working on legacy systems since last fall, and work load has improved in fits and starts. Nevertheless, the thought is, "when I get this done, there's only more waiting", it can be wearying. The danger is always pushing extra hours and making the day longer.

On project we would take time to eat sometimes, sleep from 4 a.m. to 8 a.m. and shower. But you always knew there was an end to that because "go-live" loomed like a wall.

3/22/2012 10:21:00 AM  
Blogger julie said...

You could say that slack evaporates when input overwhelms outflow.

That it does. Which really sucks.

Here's hoping that at some point, sooner than later, you'll be able to climb out and find your slack again. In the meantime, all things work to the good, yada yada... and of course we'll be here if/ when you have time for this again.

3/22/2012 10:23:00 AM  
Blogger Leslie said...


3/22/2012 08:06:00 PM  
Blogger ge said...

might Dzogchen be the slackest ol' tradition of 'em all?

3/23/2012 05:15:00 AM  
Blogger ge said...

PS a rare interview w/ the real head of

3/23/2012 05:38:00 AM  
Blogger Sal said...

Gee, Bob
It's not as if there aren't six and a half YEARS of posts in the Arkive.
Any one of which, picked at random, will supply.
We're good.
Go work.
And thanks!

3/23/2012 06:16:00 AM  
Blogger Cond0010 said...


"If I could just have two solid weeks off, I could catch up. The problem is, new stuff is always being piled on, so you can't get out of the hole, or you have to keep digging just to not get in deeper. "

I don't know about you, but mine is/was a Adrenaline/Dopamine addiction (disguised as 'procrastination') where the only way to do unfun work was a kick in the @ss (Adrenaline kick from the crisis, whereas I got the 'Dopamine' from doing the things I loved to do (work related mostly). That works fine for a while, but it can be a rather bumpy road (adrenaline kick from the self-made crisis) as even the unfun work needs to be finished properly and to completion in a timely manner.

----- neat little gem ----

"Drugs, alcohol, food, and sexual activity all stimulate the dopamine receptors in the brain — the sites of memory and, more to the point, pleasure. The problem is that these receptors are insatiable little tykes. The more pleasure they get, the more they want. Leave them alone for a while and they’ll calm down, but stimulate the heck out of them and their response is, “I want more, much more, and I want it now.”

This poses an obvious problem for the possessor of these dopamine receptors

To cope with depression and anxiety, we humans have our techniques: those that we consider wholesome or relatively harmless such as tennis, hiking, playing Chopin on the piano for 12 consecutive hours, or reading a multitude of books aren’t deemed addictions. They’re called, neutrally, “coping mechanisms,” or, more positively, “hobbies,” or, even admiringly, “passions.”

By contrast, when people consume copious quantities of liquor, food, or drugs to numb their feelings of despair, fear, anxiety, and loneliness, these responses are called addictions. And for those of us who have powerful sex drives on an average day, at times of increased despondency, there’s nothing quite as distracting as a good — or better still, a great — orgasm."


Can you imagine my surprise when I took a month off to 'catch up' on the unfun work only to have my vaunted work ethic flat-line (I've had 2 'fulltime' jobs for 14+ years)?

Nearly everybody has a degree of this problem (It is on a scalar continuum like many other addictions such as alcoholism, gambling, etc...) and is evidenced from behaviors such as procrastination. How I got to this point on the scalar continuum of addictions, I am not sure, but it is being addressed now (The 'why', not the 'how'). Most unfortunate - especially when I vitally needed these jobs to get done (and I was dragging my feet to complete). Thankfully, I have friends nearby who really care...

As you know, as with many addictions, more and more of the 'drug' is required to achieve the proper output with the inevitable major mess that can't be resolved. Thus, it is a malevolent trait that needs to be fixed.

nuff said. Now where is a funny video so I can change the subject.

Oh yea:

3/23/2012 09:41:00 AM  
Blogger Cond0010 said...

Slack time is the bestus time of all. :)

3/23/2012 10:17:00 AM  
Blogger Magnus Itland said...

Archives are well and good. But will the Raccoons gather, if there is no one to tip the sacred garbage can?

3/23/2012 10:42:00 AM  
Blogger Cond0010 said...

"But will the Raccoons gather, if there is no one to tip the sacred garbage can?"

"You are hereby directed to get back on it and no more interregnums, please."

Yea! Right on!

There are many Trolls to laugh at and many Trash Cans to tip over.

You guys are so funny...

3/23/2012 11:05:00 AM  
Blogger Gagdad Bob said...

John -- FYI, I'm not sure why I have a Facebook page, because I don't use it. I think I once needed to have one in order to post a comment somewhere or something.

3/23/2012 11:11:00 AM  
Blogger Cond0010 said...

Well... I am glad you have a Facebook page Bob.

I hope you don't get rid of it.

3/23/2012 11:20:00 AM  
Blogger Van said...

Well... if you're bored, I'm tipping cans over on a semi-regular basis:

There is a Method behind the Left's Arbitrary Madness - The Rush to Slut-Gate and Esau’s Pottage, pt 2 of 3

Raccoons are welcome & welcome to play a festive game of kick the troll.
(Though, truth to tell, they've been exceedingly lame. I think the lack of quality trolls comes from so many employment opportunites having opened up in govt. But they'll be back.)

3/23/2012 11:21:00 AM  
Blogger julie said...

And now, an apropos musical interlude...

3/23/2012 12:15:00 PM  
Blogger Joan of Argghh! said...

Another good one: Van Morrison, live in Germany. Wild Nights, Raccoons!

@Bob: your busy time provides US a chance to catch up. There's always too much outflow from your mind and too little time to take it in as it deserves.

3/24/2012 07:15:00 AM  
Blogger William said...

Who's a foreign-born, brown-skinned, anti-war socialist who gave away health care? ...

According to the Bible, that would be Jesus.

3/24/2012 08:05:00 AM  
Blogger Gagdad Bob said...

Raccoons: if I am ever so diminished as to be reduced to plagiarizing bumper stickers as a substitute for originality and wit, you are hereby authorized to TOBASH: Take Out Back And Shoot in Head.

3/24/2012 08:26:00 AM  
Blogger Cond0010 said...

"Who's a foreign-born, brown-skinned, anti-war socialist who gave away health care? ... According to the Bible, that would be Jesus."

Yet he did it at no cost to anyone else but himself.

Very Non-socialist of him, wouldn't you say?

3/24/2012 08:53:00 AM  
Blogger Gagdad Bob said...

The left simply cannot distinguish between love and theft. Why should it?

3/24/2012 08:55:00 AM  
Blogger Gagdad Bob said...

Classic Iowahawk:

I am a Democrat because I believe in helping those in need. All of us, you and I, have an obligation to those less fortunate. You go first, okay? I'm a little short this week.

I am a Democrat because I believe in the equality of all people, regardless of their race. That is why I think we should give free medical degrees to minorities because, well, duh. Like any of those types are going to make it through medical school.

I am a Democrat because I hold sacred freedom of the press, as well as freedom of the TV and freedom of the movie. Where I draw the line is freedom of the talk radio, and don't even get me started about that damn Internet business.

3/24/2012 08:59:00 AM  
Blogger Cond0010 said...

"The left simply cannot distinguish between love and theft. Why should it?"

Yea... Spend other people's money to dole out to all great unwashed and get all the credit for it too.

Win, Win!!!

Good point, Bob.

Excellent Racket they have there.

3/24/2012 09:01:00 AM  
Blogger Gagdad Bob said...

I think it explains why so many selfish or downright wicked bastards are drawn to the left, as it absolves them of their sins by merely supporting statism. Think of such nasty pieces of work as Al Sharpton, or Sean Penn, or Alec Baldwin, or the whole MSNBC crew, Paul Krugman and his fellow Timesmen, Jane Fonda, Nancy Pelosi, etc., etc. If you cannot even rid the world of one assoul -- yourself -- you have no business ordering other people around at the point of a gun.

3/24/2012 09:09:00 AM  
Blogger Cond0010 said...

Considering the responsibility-free leftist policies that are out there, I keep watching their faces for SOME kind of duplicity - a sly smile... even a wink so that we all know that its one big joke.

Sadly, the joke is on us. Thus, it is a racket.

Its no wonder that they have no respect for the common man and would rather stick with their elitist friends and cop attitudes about the society around them.

3/24/2012 09:24:00 AM  
Blogger Gagdad Bob said...

Their astroturfing, agenda-setting elites absolutely rely on ingenuous tools such as William, who actually believe the shit they put out.

3/24/2012 09:30:00 AM  
Blogger Gagdad Bob said...

If the rank-and-file leftist could only appreciate the contempt with which he is regarded by his superiors, it would break the spell.

3/24/2012 09:37:00 AM  
Blogger Cond0010 said...

"Their astroturfing, agenda-setting elites absolutely rely on ingenuous tools such as William, who actually believe the shit they put out."

Due to an extreme irrational hold that the left appears to have on William (His data is constantly refuted by you and the other Raccoons), it does appear that he is, by definiton, a 'True Believer'.

Which is rather sad, for when the Statist (the Lefties) Revolution comes, he will be among the first lined up against the wall and shot.

3/24/2012 09:46:00 AM  
Blogger julie said...

Bob @ 8:26 - me, too.

The sad part is, he really thinks that little saying is clever. You just know he posted it with a big smirk as though he made some kind of burn. I may have to change my opinion of him, though - until now, I figured he was mentally stuck in high school. This one puts him right about at fifth grade, I think...

3/24/2012 09:58:00 AM  
Blogger julie said...

Speaking of insane leftist agendas, yet another reason I'm glad I'll probably never live in or near LA. The law, fairly applied, is "unfair." To make it fair, they'll just apply the law unfairly or not at all. Some people are more special than others.

3/24/2012 10:02:00 AM  
Blogger Cond0010 said...

"If the rank-and-file leftist could only appreciate the contempt with which he is regarded by his superiors, it would break the spell."

Absolutely, Bob.

The ones that make it to the top are NOT the open and sincere idealists, it is the the ruthless, the thugs, and the gangsters.

The front men for the Statist Elites today are comprised of Intellectual Elitists (think Academia), Financial Elitists (think Bilderberg group) and the leftist politicians (meh...). The one defining thing that they ALL have in common is that they got to that position through the rules of their profession. Whether they cheated or lied or... did it honestly to get to the 'top' makes no difference: they got their through the framework of civilizations' rules.

The thug, the gangster, the ruthless, the... sociopath will play by the rules until the time is ripe for supremacy and then break whatever rule they can to get power.

As I said here earlier, the sociopath is simply stronger (one on one) than the ordinary civilized man because they have a much larger toolset (they will do things men of principle will not do).

The Sociopath/gangster/thug is BEST suited and capable for pure unadulterated power and it is THEY who will rule in a country with no checks or balances to curb the power of 'the one'.

Teh elitists of today (Intellectual Elites, Finacial Elites, etc...) are fools to think they will be in power and order will be maintained once they have their chance to shape and mold the world into their image (Babylon anyone?): Tehy will be lined up against the wall and shot:

3/24/2012 10:04:00 AM  
Blogger Cond0010 said...

"Speaking of insane leftist agendas, yet another reason I'm glad I'll probably never live in or near LA. "


Or Miami: (Mug Version)

Please note that this is the Mug version and not the Bumper-sticker version (sold out, apparently. probably a real hit in the Miami area)so the TOBASH rule cannot be evoked.


3/24/2012 10:14:00 AM  
Blogger julie said...

Oh, damn. I hadn't realized it was that bad there, but that's where we're heading next...

3/24/2012 10:16:00 AM  
Blogger Cond0010 said...


Thankfully iphones now have very convenient translator software.

3/24/2012 10:27:00 AM  
Blogger Gagdad Bob said...

I think I live in the first community in which the state will have successfully banned smoking, plastic bags, and talk radio. Makes you wonder how such far-sighted geniuses can have driven the state to financial ruin.

3/24/2012 10:27:00 AM  
Blogger julie said...

Bob - it's a mystery. Why, the world's most brilliant and caring minds have shaped your community. How could it possibly go wrong?

Cond - that... is amazing.

Thankfully, I speak enough Spanish to get by when necessary. I was always told it would be needed here in AZ, too, but haven't found that to be the case. I'm sure if my kid were old enough to be in school, it would be a different matter, though...

3/24/2012 10:32:00 AM  
Blogger Cond0010 said...

"Why, the world's most brilliant and caring minds have shaped your community. How could it possibly go wrong?"

The next step is to ban English and force us tax paying citizens to speak in the language of the (un)documented immigrants.

You see... its so hard for the new comers to adapt so it is up to us to make them fell at home - right here!

In fact...

lets have 'Mexican Flag Day' at the State Capitol so that they REALLY feel at home.

3/24/2012 10:43:00 AM  
Blogger julie said...

If the rank-and-file leftist could only appreciate the contempt with which he is regarded by his superiors, it would break the spell.

Apropos, this article is a bit long but well worth the time. Relevant quote comes in the last couple of paragraphs:

"Marxism always depicted money as an odious instrument of capitalist exploitation and preached that in the utopian Communist society there would be no money, no prices, no wages. Until that day, however, money was still a necessary evil and, because Communist economy was unable to produce real, convertible money, it had to steal it from the West.

It was the dichotomy between the Marxist dogma that Communism should be the gravedigger of capitalism and the government-run economy’s incapacity to generate real money on its own that eventually compelled Ceausescu to make my foreign intelligence service, the DIE, into Romania’s largest mechanism for producing Western currency. That was, however, his most secretly kept secret. He never discussed real money with me in his office. Most walls have ears. He talked about dollars only in his garden, or on the beach."

3/24/2012 01:04:00 PM  
Blogger Leslie said...

Julie: Whatever you do, DON'T send your child to school. Please.

3/24/2012 11:43:00 PM  
Blogger julie said...

Oh, I'd love to home school. My husband is opposed, though, at least for now. The boy isn't two yet, so we still have time to figure out what will be best...

3/25/2012 08:07:00 AM  
Blogger Van said...

Still catching up on comments... almost as much fun as a post!

3/26/2012 08:16:00 AM  
Blogger Cond0010 said...

"Still catching up on comments... almost as much fun as a post!"

It is the duty of the comment dweller (such as myself - thankyouverymuch!) to put the 'fun' in dysfunction.

Yoohoo! Bob! We're still here!

3/26/2012 09:26:00 AM  
Blogger Magnus Itland said...

That picture pretty much sums up my image of the One Cosmos at feeding time, yes.

3/26/2012 10:30:00 AM  
Blogger Cond0010 said...

I aim to please. :)

3/26/2012 10:35:00 AM  
Blogger ge said...

some guy reading the 'Wake'

3/27/2012 04:44:00 AM  
Blogger Rick said...

OT (?)

Has anyone figured out how to subscribe to a comment thread? I miss the little check box thingy.
And we hates it forever the filthy new Blooger design. (especially on our iPhone)

3/28/2012 07:54:00 AM  
Blogger julie said...

Yes, Van figured it out: you have to open the post on your iPhone, and scroll down to just below the comment box. The one positive is that you no longer have to say anything to subscribe. Why they haven't managed to do that with the regular comment page remains a mystery.

And yes, we hates it, me preciousss....

3/28/2012 07:57:00 AM  
Blogger Rick said...

Thanks Julie!

3/28/2012 08:22:00 AM  
Blogger julie said...

You're welcome! You should thank Van, too - he was the first to figure it out :)

3/28/2012 08:23:00 AM  
Blogger Van said...


(Sorry, couldn't resist)

3/28/2012 08:35:00 AM  
Blogger Rick said...

Thanks Van!


I think there is a step missing:

"you have to open the post on your iPhone, and scroll down to just below the comment box."

(what should I be seeing/looking for here?)

3/28/2012 09:16:00 AM  
Blogger Van said...

Hopefully down underneath the comment box, you see a blue-linky that says 'subscribe'.

If not, you may not be logged in to google... type something and publish (or preview might do the trick), once you've logged in you should see 'subscribe'.

If not... well... it is closed for ISness....

3/28/2012 09:21:00 AM  
Blogger julie said...

Yep, what Van said. Also, sometimes when you first go to a post the comment box is hidden. If so, click "Add Comment," then the comment box should appear and you can sign in, etc.

3/28/2012 09:23:00 AM  
Blogger Rick said...


3/28/2012 09:32:00 AM  
Blogger Rick said...

Well, I tried the mobile and the web version on the iPhone and no blue link nothin. And only 900 steps!
I get the hint, Google.
(thanks for your help anyways, Julie, Van.)

3/28/2012 09:34:00 AM  
Blogger Van said...

Ahh... I see the problem.


Yeah. What?

3/28/2012 09:38:00 AM  
Blogger julie said...

Mock if you want, but it works on my iPhone...

3/28/2012 09:41:00 AM  
Blogger Rick said...


Now I have to send all my love letters to Bob the old fashioned way.

3/28/2012 09:47:00 AM  
Blogger Rick said...





...later that day...



3/28/2012 09:49:00 AM  
Blogger julie said...

Ah, yes - hitting that button over and over like a crack-addicted lab monkey hoping for its next fix... I remember those days. I'd be right there with you if not for Van. Bummer that your phone doesn't seem to want to hook you up.

3/28/2012 09:57:00 AM  
Blogger mushroom said...

It is really hard to extinguish behavior that was rewarded frequently in the past.

We're all just Raccoons in the cyber-Skinner box.

3/28/2012 01:53:00 PM  
Blogger mushroom said...

And you know who is getting the benefit? Vanderleun.

That's assuming you can call having me visit your site a benefit.

3/28/2012 01:57:00 PM  
Blogger Rick said...

I have one word for youz:

Word Press

(also sux, but as of yesterday, the subscribe thingy still workt)

Good news iz, it's way more complicated!
(not true, once you devote your life to it)

3/28/2012 03:23:00 PM  
Blogger Rick said...

You're not going to believe this, but the subscribe blue thing is back.
And I touched it.

3/28/2012 03:24:00 PM  
Blogger julie said...

On your iPhone? Or in general? Cuz I'm not seeing it on the big screen...

3/28/2012 04:20:00 PM  
Blogger Rick said...

Just on the iPhone so far..

3/28/2012 04:49:00 PM  
Blogger mushroom said...

A sad day -- the one and only Earl Scruggs has gone on home.

This is how it's done.

3/28/2012 07:58:00 PM  
Blogger ge said...

'As I read him, Kerouac gives the impression that he knew well that his whole life was an ongoing sacrifice, and one which he made with increasingly blatant actions and words of dedication to the sacredness of/and his own interchangability with [That] emptiness. Indeed, his knowing of [That] emptiness allowed or prompted his sacrifice. His continual restatement of the undying and unchanging nature of [That] is
reflected in his endless descriptions of the mundane, and the huge, all-consuming 'drain' into which the mundane swirls, to the dismay of the other actors.

Kerouac displays an unusual form of compassion in the midst of the above-described dilemma; he shows that he is the one who sings happily and toasts to [That] as he, too, swirls down the drain. This attitude is infectious, and in a way, is akin to the way of the ancient 'Berserkers' of the Northlands. This 'sacred recklessness' makes Kerouac unique in western literature; he was not heroically campaigning against dysfunctional social mores, he was not awarded the badge of martyr relative to temporal concerns. No, he was concerned to protest only the vacuum of statements and words and songs relating to the final and ultimate, and he did fill that void with his own songs and words.'
-Gene Poole

3/29/2012 04:47:00 AM  
Blogger Joan of Argghh! said...

Checking in. Snuffling about. Wandering back out.


3/29/2012 07:11:00 AM  
Blogger Van said...


3/29/2012 08:22:00 AM  
Blogger Van said...

Well, you know, you could have mentioned that you'd reopened for isness... sheesh.

3/30/2012 10:16:00 AM  

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