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Saturday, 09 February 2008

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Daniel

I can't count the number of times I've wished I had a race of flying squirrels.

Ahistoricality

man with his rudimentary papillae, his hands, feet, head, brain, his eye in fine frenzy rolling, his discourse of reason looking before and after, his conscience, and all...

Something in me wants to try to set this to music, possibly To Anacreon in Heaven....

Ari

Does this mean that I can unfurl my wings? Is that what this post is? A call to arms? That would be awesome. Because this harness is totally itchy.

The Necromancer

I've often found myself at "the bottomless abyss of Hegelian nihilism." In fact I think you could call it my fall-back position.

Adam Roberts

Why are not men eight or ten feet high, and as strong as elephants?

Dude, I am. At least on my right-hand side. Plus my wife's beard makes an excellent home for our pet flying squirrel.

On reflection, perhaps that should be "Dawg, I am."

Rich Puchalsky

Underscrew your natural wings, dudes.

Actually, this essay is the protoplasmic first ancestor of the Just-So evolutionary sociobiology essay. "Why don't women have beards? Well, sex selection ensures that [long disquisition that ends up normalizing makeup for women and aggressive beard-jutting for men]".

scrapiron

Goggle 'flying squirrel'. You will find them. Bearded women, if not for experts at removing hair there would be plenty of them, all democrats. ex: Peeeelshi, Shrillary. Then you have Reno and Madame NotAllTooBright that didn't bother.

JPool

I don't know. My goggling skills aren't all that great. I can barely keep the things on.

Why are not men eight or ten feet high, and as strong as elephants...?

I believe that such men do exist. We call them elephants.
Stupid empirical grounds...

Luther Blissett

Somewhere, Rocky of Rocky & Bullwinkle is pissed. And he's bringing his flying squirrel friends.

scrumptious

"abstrusest" ?

Speaking of theorizing on empirical grounds:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2z-OLG0KyR4

SEK

Rich, this is so much more true than you realize:

Actually, this essay is the protoplasmic first ancestor of the Just-So evolutionary sociobiology essay.

I'm digging through the archives for appropriately clever introductory paragraphs (SUCH IS DAMNABLE REVISION!) and have found so many refutations of Darwin that dovetail with the just-so crowd it ain't even funny.

Scrumptious,

I like bananas (and, when 13, wanted to be Mike Seaver) much as the next guy, but ... I've said too much, haven't I?

Adam,

Dude, I am. At least on my right-hand side.

You're 10 ft. tall on your right hand side? I'm about 6'1 on that side, and, I think, about 6'1 on the other. You variably-heighted Brits are weird.

Ari,

Fly! Fly! You are free now!

Ahistoricality,

You beat me to that punch. If I'd wanted to be more funny than accurate, I'd have slotted that graph in last, since that sentence is a monster of Morrisseyian proportions.

Daniel,

I can't count the number of times I've wished I had a race of flying squirrels.

Have you checked out my catalogue yet? You too can have a race of (headless) flying squirrels! (Sorry, but gimmick requires, you know, my gimmick.)

Martin G.

The really funny thing: there really is a race of flying squirrels. There really is. My life was incomplete before I knew this.

Martin G.

Scrapiron is right: there really is a race of flying squirrels. There really is. I've seen them. They're crazy.

JPool

Satire Blindness tragically strikes more people every year. It is estimated to result in more deaths each year than cancer and ultracancer combined. Won't you please, please help.

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