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Friday, May 16, 2008

If you don't have anything nice to say...

then lie to me via email. ainsleydrew at gee male dot calm.

Stay tuned for my introduction to Generation Hex as I explore Wicca for a month. And please check out Jerk Ethic. It’s kind of like documenting someone tripping up a flight of stairs. In the funny way.

If you need anything written, anything at all, shoot me a line. Actual starvation makes sex with me kinda like fucking a bicycle, if bicycles were prone to weeping.

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Here’s a bit of ego-stroking from some businesses who helped me go vegan:

“You have an awesome blog.”
Elizabeth and Erin McKenna of BabyCakes in New York City

“Thank you for your wonderfully kind words! I am happy to make your and /or your friends salivary glands 'dance' anytime. I hope to cook for you again soon.”
Bonnie Downey from the Paradox Café here in Portland

“It’s sweet”
Kelly Tisdale of teany

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extra special thanks to
ministry of imagery