tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5682738581019360100.post-78352182852273142062008-06-19T08:14:00.002-04:002008-06-19T08:19:36.201-04:002008-06-19T08:19:36.201-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GSS_fGKzVCk/SFpOl0F4A-I/AAAAAAAABGI/_tJi5uRczUs/s1600-h/goatfair.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GSS_fGKzVCk/SFpOl0F4A-I/AAAAAAAABGI/_tJi5uRczUs/s400/goatfair.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213565930180183010" /></a><br />No moon last night.  Clouds.  Rain.  What strange spell has hold of me?  The awkward march of time.  Dream this.cafe selavyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15326753057795689263noreply@blogger.com1