Re: my ephemer

Jan 06, 2007 09:43

almost touching, wrapped up in each other. I was forgotten. I hated

...and then the mail proceeded to try and sell me viagra and valium.

nolongernora was right, they are gaining sentience.

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anonymous January 6 2007, 19:34:30 UTC
They come up with such lovely snippets of ideas. I wonder if they are random sampling works of literature.

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nolongernora January 6 2007, 19:36:33 UTC
oops - the above was me!

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nolongernora January 6 2007, 19:55:45 UTC
AHA! I'm not sure what it is, but it's on this page!

http://717.anlit.org/

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nolongernora January 6 2007, 20:05:17 UTC
BINGO! The Stainless Steel Rat, by Harry Harrison!

And here: O madam, yonder’s my lord your son with a patch of velvet on’s face: whether there be a scar under’t or no, the velvet knows; but ’tis a goodly patch of velvet: his left cheek is a cheek of two pile and a half, but his right cheek is worn bare.

That's from Act IV of Shakespeare's All's Well That Ends Well!

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19aftermidnight January 6 2007, 21:20:23 UTC
So yours came from shakespeare, I think mine is just a sad lonely computer writing emo poetry because it needs viagra for its floppy disk.

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