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Drinking with friends, going to see a play later.

Spoopy sounds like a BM with an additional element of fear

What's the time zone deadline?

Is everybody not dead?

I've been feeling real cute lately.

As overwhelming as it might be, it's oddly small at the same time. It's been revealed that a friend of mine in my current town had notable music writer/critic and poet Hanif Abdurraqib blurb his second collection of poetry, Up South

He should, but as a record-setting US poet laureate, Pulitzer Prize winner, grad professor at Boston U, and major figure in American poetry, he's busy as fuck

Robert Pinsky

NaNo is really self guided in terms of rules. There's no prize beyond the finished work and the ability to say "I survived" So I'd say it counts

Thank you!

Once a year, unless I'm sick more than once a year, or sick for longer than one day. I really don't like calling out for anything other than sickness.

That's fair. I tried to isolate the titles from the music from my own choices but it's no easy task

I am always sadgirling that is my whole life

The trickiest dicc, now with nunchucks

Yeah the particular album you posted about is really tough but I'll see where I am with a few listens. The later stuff seems more accessible

I shook it for a good ten minutes. I was told it was play. Why am I being questioned for third degree murder of my grandchild?

I Am Not Afraid of You And I Will Beat Your Ass - Yo La Tango Things Are Really Great Here, Sort of... - Andrew Bird Suburbia I've Given You All and Now I'm Nothing - The Wonder Years Safe As Milk - Captain Beefheart The Worse Things Get, The Harder I Fight, The Harder I Fight, The More I Love You - Neko Case Give Me Convenience or Give Me Death - Dead Kennedys

I tried to sing Ocean Man at karaoke by the emcee didn't have it

First off Imma listen to this band now because I've never heard them. Second of all, people who do that are pricks. Just say you're not a fan. People can jive with that way easier.

I listen to Orson Welles' War of The Worlds at least once a year. Never heard The Whistler though.

No.

It's sort of like a smile or smoldering look, but almost exclusively with your eyes.

Skeleton war frontlines here I come!

My newest piece is up to read on Cotton Xenomorph's online lit journal. https://www.cottonxenomorph.com/journal/2018/10/15/the-steve-nash-of