Tales From The Typer
One boy's protest against the almighty binary digit via poetry and typewriters.
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Sunday, March 31, 2013
rust never sleeps
Saturday, March 30, 2013
it's tough to handle this fortune and fame
Friday, March 29, 2013
the eyes of texas are upon you
Thursday, March 28, 2013
what john wayne didn't teach me
Wednesday, March 27, 2013
set the controls for the heart of the sun
Tuesday, March 26, 2013
gabba gabba hey!
Monday, March 25, 2013
running into the sun but i'm running behind
Sunday, March 24, 2013
take me out to the ball game
Saturday, March 23, 2013
burning diesel burning dinosaur bones
Friday, March 22, 2013
the sounds of silence
Thursday, March 21, 2013
baby, if you've ever wondered
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
rockin' in the free world
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
hurdy gurdy man
Monday, March 18, 2013
guard pacific's triple star
Sunday, March 17, 2013
and the sign said long haired freaky people need not apply
Saturday, March 16, 2013
nothing is easy
Friday, March 15, 2013
my back pages
Thursday, March 14, 2013
they're selling you....
Wednesday, March 13, 2013
they didn't tell me this in 10th grade history
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
Oh freddled gruntbuggly
Monday, March 11, 2013
a box of rain will ease the pain
Sunday, March 10, 2013
when morning comes twice a day or not at all
Saturday, March 9, 2013
who's on first?
Friday, March 8, 2013
taking inventory
Thursday, March 7, 2013
let's pick low hanging fruit
Wednesday, March 6, 2013
you're so far away
Tuesday, March 5, 2013
i'm picking up good vibrations
Monday, March 4, 2013
switching gears for a day
Sunday, March 3, 2013
soylent green is people
Saturday, March 2, 2013
living on tulsa time
Friday, March 1, 2013
mr. yuk is green
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