If you’re visiting from Bryan A. Garner’s tweet, welcome. This post explains.
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- “Orange Crate Art” is a song by Van Dyke Parks and the title of a 1995 album by Van Dyke Parks and Brian Wilson. It is, to my mind, one of the great American songs: “Orange crate art was a place to start.” Comments are welcome, appended to posts or by
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Don’t look for premiums or
coupons, as the cost of
the thoughts blended in
ORANGE CRATE ART pro-
hibits the use of them.
coupons, as the cost of
the thoughts blended in
ORANGE CRATE ART pro-
hibits the use of them.
comments: 4
This is my second try to comment; the previous post got some weird error message. Is google having trouble?
Re Bryan Garner:
He lives in DALLAS, but he is blaming YOU for his mental anguish?
I used to live there, if you can call it living.
You think THAT student teacher was bad? I was the receiving teacher with a special-ed-major student teacher, and one student in the class was with-it enough to ask if Egypt was in Africa....and the student teacher said, "No; it's in Asia." And that was just the first day.
Blogger seems to be having various hiccups right now. But I got your comment on the dolphins.
I’ve heard of a teacher who when asked about the meaning of “eremite” (in a choral setting of Keats’s “Bright Star”) told the students that eremite was an element that Keats discovered.
Tee hee. Now we need to come up with a whole Eremite confabulation-- its symbol, atomic number, the uses to which this element is put....
Keats sure packed a lotta living into those few short years, eh?
I’ll suggest an atomic number — zero, in honor of the teacher.
Keats is my favorite Romantic poet.
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