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Sunday, July 23, 2006

meg

by Frank Paynter on July 23, 2006

These are just a few of the people who linked to Mandarin Meg. Gary Turner linked to meg. I hope he is recovering well from his surgery. My neighbor JR at Duly Noded linked to meg.

This week in this post I will link to more people who linked to meg. If you have a memory of meg you would like to share at our memorial on Friday, but can’t be there or can’t be online to share it, then you could leave it in the comments below and we could read it out loud on Friday.

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Snake lips…

by Frank Paynter on July 23, 2006

Some people think the gospel is best told by one’s life, others – the evangelicals – suggest it’s best told by the lips. Philip Gulley calls this the “life versus lips controversy.” I’m a life man myself. But the lips thing is carrying the day as re the soap on a rope thing…

When it comes to word of mouth marketing the evangelicals hold sway. Apple might think that a line-up of logos on laptops at a conference has some deeper semiotic impact, but face it, those Macs are like cocaine… they’re god’s way of telling you that you have too much money. No – in marketing you want to skip the demos and go straight to the snake oil pitch. For a quick dose of same, Chris Locke has prepared this Amazon guide.

The word on the street today is Ophidophobia. I hope TSA and Northwest Airlines have herpetological screening in place and that no pythons or adders or craits find their way into my carry-on!

Did you ever kiss snake lips?

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Creeley’s favorite cut…

July 23, 2006

If my words did glow with the gold of sunshine
And my tunes were played on the harp unstrung
Would you hear my voice come through the music
Would you hold it near as it were your own?
It’s a hand-me-down, the thoughts are broken
Perhaps they’re better left unsung
I don’t know, don’t really care
Let there be songs to fill [...]

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Portland

July 23, 2006

First leg of a week-long journey….
                 

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