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



This morning I was born again, I was born again complete
I stood up above my troubles and I stand on my two feet
My hand it feels unlimited, my body feels like the sky
I feel at home in the universe where yonder planets fly
— Woody Guthrie, This Morning I Am Born Again

ThoughtIf you do need to change the URL of your blog, please set up a redirect, or at least post it to the old blog, so people can resubscribe. I just wasted an hour doing that to a few dozen blogs I lost track of the last half year.

3. If you spend a little time searching before you post, you can probably find your idea well articulated elsewhere already. — Jorn Barger, Top 10 Tips for New Bloggers

Reif... für ins Bett

Gonna boil myself a tea bag
Gonna boil myself a tea bag
And If you’ll moze above my way
I’ll boil you off a tea bag too
— Woody Guthrie, Tea Bag Blues

09:30 <chris2> morning has broken…
09:30 <chris2> …all the nightly builds.