slipping the time into the space

as in entries, pre-dated and post-written and slipped in before the present as if they were the past, suddenly appeared where once were none... lost in the mix, usually, except for the few mad scientists and blog spiders and spam robots and you, dear reader, who explores them all and checks for the magical mystery tour de force that gives posterity the ompression that many more entries were written so more often than the actual pattern was at the time, whenever the time was...

so it's like i tell myself (and anyone who cares and wants to know everything) to go fish, and we laugh and play the game... let's see, what didn't i read the first time (cuz it wasn't there, shhhhh), oh my, what did i miss?... they don't always make you cluck like a chicken, you know, i mean, just because hypnosis might have a bad rap it's kind of like a gun, it's not the gun that kills, right?... perception is not just a tv show, after all... it is sometimes everything, depending on one's point of view... perspective is everything, but perception too, if you falla...

watching the wheels (and some dvr tv) tonight...

you? :)