Genes don't just splice themselves, you know.
Saturday, April 19, 2008
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I'm a forest dweller who finds time for professional sports and community theater.
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About Me
I'm a forest dweller who finds time for professional sports and community theater.
One for me, one for my homies
- Alicublog
- Blue Girl in a Blue State
- Chrome Beach
- Circle Jerk at the Square Dance
- dilettante
- doop HQ
- Empire of the Senseless
- Esprit de l'escalier
- Freelance Genius
- General Disarray
- ifthethunderdontgetya
- James Wolcott
- Mandos
- Marthematics
- Really Small Fish
- Riddled
- Sadly, No!
- Saying yes. . .
- The Comics Curmudgeon
- The Decline and Fall of Rationalism
- The House of Substance
- The Poor Man
- The Republic of Dogs
- Three Bulls!
- Von for Now
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April
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- The Wonder Of It All
- By Request
- A Silver Lining
- Care For Some Gopher?
- All Kinds Of Questions
- A Stitch In Time
- The Fourth Law
- That First Taste Of Spring
- Welcome To The Snagatory
- Still Here
- The Relativity of Competence
- The Voice Of Experience
- Typhoid Snag
- Finally
- Hitching A Ride
- Snag's Life - The Soundtrack
- C'mon, C'mon
- Bon Appétit, Volume 9 - It's What's For Dinner
- Long Weekend
- First Kiss
- Where In The World Is Snag 2008 - Day 14
- Where In The World Is Snag 2008 - Day 13
- Where In The World Was Snag 2008 - Day 12
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6 comments:
That bottom pooch looks pissed! I'm not sure I blame him/her.
It's a Dalmootion.
his balls look a little inflated.
Yes, I think he needs some Bag Balm.
I don't see anything.
Who broke your blog?
The Case Of The Disappearing JPEGs.
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