I have no idea how many times I not only read the box, but did all of the puzzles. That practice came to an end when my mom decided to buy cereal in bags. Why mom, why????

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"With music strong I come, with my cornets and my drums,
I play not marches for accepted victors only, I play marches for conquered and slain persons.

Have you heard that it was good to gain the day?
I also say it is good to fall, battles are lost in the same spirit in which they are won.

I beat and pound for the dead,
I blow through my embouchures my loudest and gayest for them.

Vivas to those who have failed!
And to those whose war-vessels sank in the sea!
And to those themselves who sank in the sea!
And to all generals that lost engagements, and all overcome heroes!
And the numberless unknown heroes equal to the greatest heroes known!"

"This is the press of a bashful hand, this the float and odor of hair,
This the touch of my lips to yours, this the murmur of yearning,
This the far-off depth and height reflecting my own face,
This the thoughtful merge of myself, and the outlet again."

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That's nice. I've never read anything from this guy.

My favourite "Walt" quote comes from the movie Slap Shot.

Ned - Hey Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaalt! What are you doing?
Walt (bus driver) - Making it look mean (*bus driver takes a sledge hammer to the cargo hold on the bus*)

Seriously, I do need to read more.

That there are days when I feel like Kelly Bundy. If I take in a new fact, I lose an old one. Thankfully, I still remember who scored four touchdowns in a single game for Polk High.

Does anyone else ever feel like that?

Uh, can you repeat the question?

A good thing about Leaves of Grass is that, even if you don't have much time for reading, it's really an extensive collection of poems with a common thread - so you can read it in sections and not lose the essence.

More Leaves...

"I think I could turn and live with animals, they are so placid and self-contain’d,
I stand and look at them long and long.

They do not sweat and whine about their condition,
They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins,
They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God,
Not one is dissatisfied, not one is demented with the mania of owning things,
Not one kneels to another, nor to his kind that lived thousands of years ago,
Not one is respectable or unhappy over the whole earth."


“All beauty comes from beautiful blood and a beautiful brain . . . Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every motion and joint of your body.”

- Walt Whitman

At times reading Whitman I feel he’s beyond brazen. Other times I suspect ( being a gay male of a certain age ) I’m wishfully reading things into his work.

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Story of the Eye by Georges Bataille

Same exact thing happened to my buddy Rick.