cordilleran
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Joined: 2/13/2008 From: Walla Walla, Washington Status: offline
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Dear Glass Man: High speed motorized velocipedes and craniums are not a amicable mix. Six-inch fissure. Neurosurgeon said I had the thickest skull he'd ever encountered. Four and one-half hours and some bone putty. Clay marbles and Benningtons are essentially a naturally occurring microcrystalline putty rolled into balls and fired. Stood the test of time, they have. The story is told of a wayfarer long ago. As a youth he was given a large bag of multicolored old time marbles. He loved his marbles, but his was a quest to find meaning to life. His objective --truth -- could only be tempered by leaving behind one of his treasured marbles by the roadside each time he received a hard-won lesson. After many years and many roads our wayfarer, now seasoned and feeling the effects of a veteran vagabond, realized he no longer had any of his wonderful, multicolored marbles. At this moment he knew that this was the truth he had long sought after. He felt liberated. He looked backward toward the long road journeyed and began gathering those things that he once treasured. This time, however, he recognized that his prizes were mere baubles. He collected in remembrance to the superficial and insignificant monuments he once erected around his heart knowing full well that he could never own anything of this world -- except clay marbles and Benningtons. Have you any you'd wish to part with?
< Message edited by cordilleran -- 3/5/2008 4:05:55 AM >
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