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TAGS: mythology, odin STASHED BY: Keith bakerina
After running over Odin’s toes with the mower, Jorgyn, Norse Goddess of Failing Light and Things Fall Apart, caught a train into the city, all the while trying hard not to think about how unfortunate the whole business was, especially the uncut grass.
April 29, 2006 at 9:05 AM ::
There has been no “demise of the American sentence,” and this is pure-gold proof of that.
One of my favorites, Keith!
'mouse on 07/23/07 at 05:45 PM ::
Ha! I can’t even remember writing this sentence.
Keith on 07/23/07 at 07:05 PM ::
Ohhhh, I like this one very well. Keith, you have done us a great service with both the random Scrines and the “on this day” feature.
(You’ve also done us a great service with this sentence.)
bakerina on 04/29/08 at 05:26 PM ::
You know, the funny thing is, last year I said I didn’t remember writing this sentence two years ago, but this year I seem to recall some of the details surrounding the whole unfortunate business of Odin losing his toes.
Obviously I am becoming more powerful with age. Feel the vibrancy of my returning memory! The air is alive with synaptic energy!
Keith on 04/29/08 at 05:57 PM ::
The air is alive with synaptic energy!
Mmmmm, smells like toast!
bakerina on 04/29/08 at 05:59 PM ::