Turning Siamese
I've neglected to post photos of Bruno lately. Perhaps because I've grown so jealous of Anne Altman's photoblogging of her impossibly cute cat Doodle. Still, Bruno's nothing to sneeze at, unless you have allergies. Here he is trying on a new look.
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So anyway,
(a) Hi;
(b) Sorry I missed you on your last victory lap of Urbansk; buzz was that you thought I wouldn't want to see you -- ooh doesn't that sound melodramatic -- but that's silly;
(c) I have already forgotten which site I saw a link to yer blog from, so I can't spread the web karma;
(d) We should, like, talk or something;
(e) Seeing your current work reminds me: some time in ancient history I read (uh, actually it was the text of a type sample in an old U&lc from the mid-70's) that when an evangelist told the jazz pianist Art Tatum that he was lost, Tatum replied, "All God's children are lost, but only a few can play the piano."
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So I've emailed you, but in case it gets lost in the spamwaves, I'm also zemblan at gmail dawt com.
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