tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6825922717886711572.post5935822496810282114..comments2023-10-14T09:07:37.725-07:00Comments on The Diatom Project: Essedb4i8clover @ aolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12703204759078303244noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6825922717886711572.post-55303528448119159652005-03-21T18:45:00.000-08:002005-03-21T18:45:00.000-08:00First, I love the giant Diatom...Second, sure soun...First, I love the giant Diatom...<br><br>Second, sure sounds like you won't be continuing on in here... I would be disappointed! And my kitties would be sad, they were eyeing your mices with increasing gustatory anticipation. <br><br>Your writing is some of the best I read in these parts. But if the inspiration is no longer is there, I guess I'd understand. :-( --AlbertAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6825922717886711572.post-41002134687524780572005-03-22T13:06:00.000-08:002005-03-22T13:06:00.000-08:00Albert, I am sending my mice, in the dead of night...Albert, I am sending my mice, in the dead of night, to creep up on you while you are sleeping soundly. They have been instructed to gnaw upon your ankles. Be afraid! Be VERY afraid! MalcolmAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6825922717886711572.post-32157370157254810982005-03-23T07:43:00.000-08:002005-03-23T07:43:00.000-08:00Malcom: Speedo sleeps right at my ankles, so I'...Malcom: Speedo sleeps right at my ankles, so I'm not afraid at all. --AlbertAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com