Into the Fuzz

The radio show is on from 4-5 AM on Twosdays. That's 4+5=9 on 2sDays + (7in a week)=9 and I am 1 - (top 10) = 9, thanks for including me.

The grocery cart number is random and meaningless until I take it in and realize it is the same number as the date I am looking for.

An unknown collaborator unwraps what I have wrapped but gets paid more (or perhaps not).

Only eight strawmen make the event and I am sadden until weeks later when the event is over and I find one still hanging out when the others have gone home (9).

No time for puzzles, I record the spinning wheel and ask you to play along but you don't understand the rules.

This isn't Wheel of Fortune.

Designing the lunar system in my basement at night: who reads this anymore?

Reading the Shape of Time and listening to too much SILENCE has led to the invention of a new lunar system in my basement. I'm sure this economy sucks for new planetary orbits too.

notes from the production: producing production: a multimedia event in april thus penetrating the diamond shard that is this present moment

falling through the

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