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A collection of the featured posts as they appeared on mo'time

Sunday, 30 January 2005
by: timbyrnes

"Well, a funny thing happened on the way to my death. I sold my guitar, my amp and was on my way to buy the bus ticket. For some reason I thought that I had to kill myself back in New York."
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posted by: howard at 21:00 | link | comments |

Friday, 28 January 2005
by: hookemup

"We all thought Adam was cool because his dad saved his life with a swift stab of a pen to his throat."
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posted by: howard at 06:38 | link | comments |

Sunday, 23 January 2005
by: dpassmore

"It was a Sunday night. The world used to stop on Sundays, not like now when we have 24-hour news, the presence of all-night convenience stores, and the Internet. No, the city was quiet on Sunday nights in 1962..."
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posted by: howard at 13:28 | link | comments (1) |

Wednesday, 19 January 2005
by: ireneadler

"This demonstration of my Chinese and his English impressed the adults nearby, although several of them felt that a child so young, who hadn't yet mastered the Chinese character system or pinyin should not be learning a foreign language."
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posted by: howard at 14:24 | link | comments |

Saturday, 15 January 2005
by: papmeister

"So I am confined to the house for the evening. I intend to spend the time pricing geese and ducks online, as it is my intention to win the lottery tomorrow night and the first things I will buy will be several hundred of those fine winged fellows. And several white horses."
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posted by: howard at 08:20 | link | comments |

Thursday, 13 January 2005
by: bluematrix

"i have always had bodies of water in my life. it is a part of who i am. the times when i have felt most at home in the universe have usually been on a beach or on a boat."
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posted by: howard at 10:43 | link | comments |

Monday, 10 January 2005
by: joshuakatcher

"I had a nervous breakdown when I was six. Mrs. Baker told us that outer space went on forever and ever. I fell backwards out of my chair and onto the floor where I stared, bug-eyed, mouth in the shape of a small 'o', at the ceiling."
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posted by: howard at 11:19 | link | comments (1) |

 

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