Hop! Hip! Hop! Hop! Amorously across your path ...

"Ruff stuff ~ !"
~ Howie

"Ruff Ruff, Huff Huff,
Know bluff ~ Puffin Prancer's
Prancing his stuff ~ !"
~ Buddy

"O
Where, if not chasing Trouble ~ ?"
~ Molly

"Alors ~ ! Holland,
Which way ~ ?"
~ Julie

"Turn left @ 33rd
& Bryd ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~>"
~ Stephen

"... hang right
@ Charring Cross."
~ The Annotator

"But don't
Sulk if
A questing Zebra chasing a Question's Quagga
Clangorously gallops

Clip! ~ Clop! ~ Clip! ~ Clop! ~ Clip! ~ Hop!
Clip! ~ Clop! ~ Clip! ~ Clop! ~ Hip!
Hop! Hip! Hop! Hop!
Amorously across your path."
~ Side En Dent

"And little Lambsy Divey romances,
Hip Hops ~ !
Clip! ~ Clop! ~ Clip! ~ Clop! ~ Clip! ~ Hop!"
~ Balthazar

"O, do I spot an Alaskan Yak, or a Terrycloth It
Lounges lazily on your shag run, if your Mop Jockey
Got too lost in the morming rain,

Dutifully, if strategically, mopped up every puddle

Quoted message said:

From there to here,

Thereby, deferring a cuddle ~ ?"
~ Mer Loleil

~ * The Guardian's
Obits * ~

"... from the same decade
As 'Art and Illusion'
Are those in the volume ~

'Meditations
On a Hobby Horse.'

Here the fundamental questions of aesthetics
Are explored ~ How the imagination functions in painting,
How it elicits or transforms our psychological urgencies
And how aesthetic
And moral awareness are related to each other."
~ Michael Podro
November 5, 2001

http://www.guardian.co.uk/obituaries/story/0,3604,587634,00.html

~ * ~

"Mop Jockey ~
Giddy up, Tally Ho ~ !
We gotta go get outta here ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ !*"
~ Fobby

Twittering One said:

"Ruff stuff ~ !"
~ Howie

"Ruff Ruff, Huff Huff,
Know bluff ~ Puffin Prancer's
Prancing his stuff ~ !"
~ Buddy

"O
Where, if not chasing Trouble ~ ?"
~ Molly

~Twittering~ you're back. I was concerned. I thought you might have
taken a wrong turn on usenet and were being held hostage by trolls.

"~Twittering~ you're back. I was concerned.
I thought you might have taken a wrong turn
On usenet
And were being held hostage
By trolls."
~ AB

"Run
Lyrically ~

Answer me
Why won't you answer me
I can't recall the day that I last heard from you
Well you don't get a town like this for nothing
So here's what you've got to do
You work your way to the top of the world
Then you break your life in two

Well what's the use in complaining
When you've got what you don't need
Anyone would think you were hardened too
What do you want me to believe

What the hell is happening
I can't think of everything
I don't know what day it is
Or who I'm talking to

But I know that I'm ok
'Cause you're here with me today
I haven't got a single problem
Now that I'm with you

So what's the use in complaining
When you've got everything you need
Anyone would think you were hardened too
What do you want me to believe ~ ?"
~ New Order,
Technique