JH-R, 1. Cinematic cliches of a romantic nature, 0.

[hirez]

I'm not much of a one for weekend reports, textual malarkey in similar style to that generated by the inspirational figg is much more fun. Have a crack it it yourselves. Any textual manipulation that shakes ideas like 'Buzz Nausea, King of the aircraft-men' out of the subtext is fine by me.

You know he's going to pilot some stub-winged snarling radial monster on a heroic mission to save his French girlfriend from the terrible clutches of the existentialist Mr Smith and his post-structuralist henchmen.

Speaking of which, I have most of a (short, with any luck) story in my head concerning self-replicating automata at the turn of the last century. Not so much a blind watchmaker as a self-aware one bootstrapping a microcosmic mechanical singularity. Or rather not. I think.

You know that 'ablutions by the light of many candles' thing? Dark and inefficient.

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[echo-echo.livejournal.com]

`Come here you post-punk, do that again and I 'll generate it back at you'

Camp lugosi put wig with this shot? Wig, dark and north? Last night came february around the town for her kind?

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last pm blacklight kind of way:

Interesting combinations from my LJ. :)

[kissmeforlonger.livejournal.com]

James Joyce... :-O