10 August 2008

which reminds me

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... I was dreaming of a frog bonanza "last night" -- this morning, pfeh, who am I kidding? My mom dotes on the big toad in her garden. She always calls it a "frog". He leaves big holes in the pebbled walk every night from pflupping along after things to eat, which is mostly the only way she knows he's still around. I dreamed I was out late at night in Batrachia, pointing out all kinds of frogs and toads to my mother....

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