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Monday, December 31, 2007

New Year's Revolutions


And the seasons they go round and round

And the painted ponies go up and down

We're captive on the carousel of time

We can't return, we can only look

Behind from where we came

And go round and round and round

In the
circle game

Happy new year, everyone. May 2008 be as non sub-prime as it possibly can.

10 Comments:

Anonymous scout said...

what? no mention of meeting me? hmph.

12/31/2007 10:38 PM  
Blogger Szerelem said...

hope yours is very non sub prime too :D

That sounds so silly - Happy New Year!

12/31/2007 11:43 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

My version of this song is soooo much better!

1/01/2008 6:08 AM  
Blogger Space Bar said...

What've you got against April 2008? Or March, if it comes to that? (March, 2008! knees up! look brisk!)

ok, ok...have a great year and all that.

1/01/2008 2:41 PM  
Blogger Tabula Rasa said...

scout:
evidently i was so panicked it left no discernible trace. or something.

szerelem:
yeah, that too :-D

anon:
indeed. sainted ponies, if i'm not mistaken.

space bar:
truly (though you're not the first to that). all that to you as well.

1/01/2008 9:33 PM  
Blogger Renovatio said...

Have a great year man

1/03/2008 8:55 PM  
Blogger Falstaff said...

Oh, come on, this whole subprime thing is SO last year

1/05/2008 12:42 PM  
Blogger Tabula Rasa said...

renovatio:
thank you, and you too.

falstaff:
which is why i hope that 2008 will not be that way.

1/06/2008 3:03 AM  
Blogger progga said...

To a fibonacci series of increasing joy this year -

1/07/2008 7:34 AM  
Blogger Tabula Rasa said...

heh! thanks, and you too :-)

1/07/2008 10:24 PM  

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