Today is 12.19.17.13.16 6 Kib 9 Yax

Posted on October 9, 2010 | 10 Comments

804 shopping days until 13.0.0.0.0 4 Ahau 3 K’ank’in.

FRESH SCISSOR DANCE

Drink down all unkindness.

10 responses to “Today is 12.19.17.13.16 6 Kib 9 Yax”

anne | October 9, 2010 at 9:08 am | Reply

*Like*
doctoromed | October 9, 2010 at 9:19 am | Reply

*Thanks*
samcandide | October 9, 2010 at 9:29 am | Reply

This is a good un. Oh hey–did you make it to Assateague?
gossamersong | October 9, 2010 at 10:48 am | Reply

Oh, I like this very much.
doctoromed | October 9, 2010 at 2:46 pm | Reply

Not as I mentioned on the card, Sam, tho’ I’ve been there on one of my lonesome roams. If I can’t get Els to go, I think I’ll pack up my dusty gear and go camp on the beach while she’s travelling on business.
Dave Bonta | October 9, 2010 at 5:16 pm | Reply

Halloweeny. I like.
Spike | October 13, 2010 at 3:28 am | Reply

and i like it because it is “bitter”s.
Spike | October 21, 2010 at 3:53 am | Reply

Ah, little madres become
cadres infesting the cuneiform
of the Good Doctor. Yea, but believe
and ye shall receive all signifying patilth -ery,
fretted, laced, tumblered, jaded, nilotic,
omnia mater-ia exempliva. When the woman
is at peace, then the Old Mother descends
in peruke and powder, “fie upon thee, heretic”,
or throttles us, blowsy and elephantiasmic
in her bounty. You’d better all like it,
get with the program,
or else.
Spike | October 21, 2010 at 3:55 am | Reply

oops, left out a word:

Ah, little madres become
cadres infesting the cuneiform
of the Good Doctor. Yea, but believe
and ye shall receive all signifying patilth -ery,
fretted, laced, tumblered, jaded, nilotic,
omnia mater-ia exempliva. When the woman
is at peace, then the Old Mother descends
in peruke and powder, “fie upon thee, heretic”,
or throttles us, blowsy and elephantiasmic
in her bounty. You’d better all like it,
get with the program, Pilgrim,
or else.
Spike | October 21, 2010 at 4:13 am | Reply

By the by, Bishop,
is the modius a truncated
cone, no apotropaic against
the fatal multiverse, but rather
a modicum of restrained plenty,
signaling the perpetual funneling’
of galactic wisdom and imagination into
the consciousness of the Goddess,
a denial of weakling Fate, a transcendant
cornucopia ?
Or how does the Doctor see the symbol ??