Monthly Archives: November 2011

The Wonder of Eyes.

Posted on November 29, 2011 by

Can eyes sneeze ? Can they fart? One keeps hearing about how “eyes are person’s windows to his/her soul” and am pretty sure Soul has some bodily functions just like everything else. Can Soul vomit through her windows if she … Continue reading →

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Thanksgiving Blues.

Posted on November 23, 2011 by

Thanksgiving is a perfect time to get depressed. The obvious reason – a day lights up way after the breakfast and it goes dark soon after lunch. Dark is depressing because it makes you look inwards and deep inside you … Continue reading →

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Public Issues with Private Matter.

Posted on November 15, 2011 by

The term “public toilet” never made sense to me. The toilet business is by definition private (after all, making defecating private marks the success and advance of our civilization), how could it be public? But it is public indeed – … Continue reading →

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A Structure of a Working Soul

Posted on November 8, 2011 by

There is a display window on the ground floor. I toil there all day long. – Nice shoes! – the crowd swoons. The encouragement spurs me on. I make another display. – Nice smile! – the crowd concurs. That inspires … Continue reading →

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Brainpower.

Posted on November 1, 2011 by

Some brains have so much power that one wonders if they get secretly connected to a nuclear power plant. My new set involves a brain: – Why the brain is on a wheel? And what’s that string attached to the … Continue reading →

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