30-'Dec Retrospect

Everything is everything
Life is just a pause
As two eyes meet, grab a seat
Engage in new-made laws
Don't look back, don't run back
The race is never won
By those who track the endless lack
Everything is one.

--JC Strider, back at age eighteen

I decided to open the Frostian drawer of yesterdays, blow off the dust and look again at phrases from the first thirty blogdecs. What sticks out:

Vapid vain verbal vomit -- day1

Paddle push water, water pushes back, 'scape blog flotsam and jetsam -- day2

I am Blobicus -- day3

Friday left me fumblin' with the blogs.
Well, the blogtenders, they all know my name,
They delink me when I'm posting up lame -- day4

The broadening of access has come at the cost of withered impact of content. -- day6

The back lit obit of bitter wit, our sad living omnibus. -- day9

A lump or two of blog gristle stew -- day16

Ashes to ashes. Dust to dust. Blog-start to blog-end -- day25

A literary snickersnee of Occum ye faithful hairsplitter -- day26

Road apples in a block of Lucite -- day28

Thought Nannies -- day30

The above one hundred words are my blogdec digest for the first month of days.

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