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What are we doing here. Wednesday, June 29, 2011. Posted by gap tooth grin. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Starrett = communication / media. The acid sweat lodge. The day after you die.
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What are we doing here. Wednesday, August 31, 2011. Posted by gap tooth grin. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Starrett = communication / media. The acid sweat lodge. The day after you die.
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What are we doing here. Wednesday, October 19, 2011. Posted by gap tooth grin. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Starrett = communication / media. The acid sweat lodge. The day after you die.
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What are we doing here. Wednesday, June 22, 2011. Posted by gap tooth grin. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Starrett = communication / media. The acid sweat lodge. The day after you die.
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What are we doing here. Monday, July 11, 2011. Posted by gap tooth grin. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Starrett = communication / media. The acid sweat lodge. The day after you die.
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Liveblogging the Hen House reverse fat camp | Shipwrecked and Stranded
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A quick blog update, and radio event tonight on teh internetz. The new guy and the old guy. →. November 6, 2009 · 11:39 pm. Liveblogging the Hen House reverse fat camp. Hey, let’s liveblog it! 11:55: I just snuck by the front desk by pointing at the convention hall and saying, “I have to, uh…” Not the tightest security I’ve ever seen. 11:56: Oh my christ, look at all of this shit. The first booth you see when you walk in is a florist, but just IGNORE THAT SHIT because beyond it is an absolute fuckloa...
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Posterous | Shipwrecked and Stranded
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You know how most of the posts here are super long and boring? Well, over at the S&S Posterous page. You can find shorter posts, videos, links to stories and all the other crap that wasn’t long and boring enough to fit here. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. S&S on Twitter.
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About | Shipwrecked and Stranded
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This is an internet concern regarding my perpetually failing attempt to leave London. It is also about the economy, politics, culture, sports, family – all of the things, real or imagined, that keep you in one place or draw you to another. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out.
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Hey look, we’re on the (internet) radio | Shipwrecked and Stranded
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Eat a fat one, you old coot. The Missouri department of transportation hates vegetarians →. October 16, 2009 · 9:35 pm. Hey look, we’re on the (internet) radio. Hey, remember the radio? That thing in your car that sometimes spits music at you, when you don’t have your ipod going? It sure does suck. Radio basically falls into two categories: NPR, and a giant diaper that every DJ and talk show host in America fills with the bullshit that constantly dribbles from their mouths. Doubtful. How about sports?