The Meatspace Times

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Thursday, January 27, 2011

Where are the squirrels of yesteryear?

Then:

Now:

permalink posted by tomeboy @ 12:30 PM

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Previously in Meatspace...

Walking Into Dawn
Walking Meditation
Hosta dreamin'
I Awoke to Glory
Tough Commute
Satellite Destruction/Crash of Alien Craft Fantasy
Now That's What I'm Talkin' About
Bloated Excess: Endgame?
Nixon Rocks!
Even Earlier This Year