Anarchaia

Experimental, impressionistic sub-paragraph tumblin' (think obstsalat)

13may2007

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Your grass it is turning black
There’s no water in your well
Your grass is turning black
There’s no water in your well
You spent your last lone dollar
On seven shotgun shells
— Bob Dylan, Ballad Of Hollis Brown

#ruby-lang
20:20 <erikh> hm. is there a bug in rb_define_singleton_method()?
20:20 <Olathe> Nope.
20:20 <Olathe> The lobsters eat all the bugs. They would have looked there.
Drydock Beams

Now the medicine man comes and he shuffles inside
He walks with a swagger and he says to the bride
“Stop all this weeping, swallow your pride
You will not die, it’s not poison”
— Bob Dylan, Tombstone Blues

#ruby-lang
19:33 <Mayreel> If you only ride one particular unicycle, and the unicycle changes on a regular basis, are you a unicycleunicyclist?