Somebody out there in the cyber-planet entered… трубчатые грибы into a search engine and landed on my little island in the sun. Go figure.UPDATE: my friend East Texas Red promises me that it translates to this
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If the 27th Street blog looks strange…
…over the next hour or so, it’s just me messing around its appearance. Most bloggers find a format or a template or a look they like and stick with it without giving it another thought. Unfortunately my restless imagination gets in the way and from… Read More
Sometime today… #noregrets
Sometime today, somebody typed “I should have said I am sorry” into a search engine, and landed here. Feature that.
It’s not true…. #accordionlies
An accordion is not a bagpipe with pleats, no matter what you read on Twitter.
Kidnapped by Aliens
My brain is empty just now. Perhaps I’ve been kidnapped by aliens who sucked the contents of my brain out with flavour straws, then returned me to earth, erasing any memory of the abduction. As a result, blogging activity has been suspended for the evening,… Read More
Coca Cola and the Fountain of Youth
Somebody landed on this little island in the sun after having entered Coca Cola and the Fountain of Youth in a search engine. Imagine that. It sounds like a good title for a painting or a novel.
National 27th Street blog holiday day….
I hope you can adjust….back tomorrow though with the train song of the day and more.
Hmmm.
With this new theme, it seems that comments are not visible for certain types of posts. For instance, you can’t comment on that picture of Ellie below. It’s set as an image post. I’ll do some more testing this afternoon.
Messing with the Format
As regular readers know, from time to time, I like to mess with the look of this island in the sun. It may change a bit as I fiddle around trying to make things just so. Don’t worry though, it’s the same old content, just… Read More
Now Look What he’s done…
Everything was fine. My alter ego invented me, I started the blog, and everything was going along as it should. Then Mister Fancy-Pants opens a Twitter account of all things. But fine, I put up with that. Now I find out he’s gone and opened… Read More
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