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Janet - 2005-12-21 12:34:09
Woof! Hello, cute puppy! You know, if someone's kind enough to open that gate, you're just going to run smack into the wall behind it. So think things through, pups, and you won't bump your noggin.
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Jens Carstensen - 2005-12-21 12:51:53
I hate to ruin the fun, but there's no way that puppy actually typed that.
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Michael - 2005-12-21 13:18:14
Of course the puppy didn't type it. The poor thing was electrocuted moments after that photograph was taken when it brushed up against that electrified gate (the electrodes were carefully cropped out of the photo but we can sense their ominous presence).
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Michael - 2005-12-21 13:40:11
Funny, I see that Alistair Cooke's bones were illegally "harvested" as part of a "bone-harvesting" ring. Imagine what a boxed DVD set of "Masterpiece Theatre" would cost with Alistair Cooke's actual skull included. That's what I'd call a limited edition. Michael
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Bob - 2005-12-21 14:00:46
Nice try, Paula, but today we're going to discuss the War on Christmas (WC) here. (Or not.) More pertinently, I wanna get drunk with Michelle Rodriquez and drive around Oahu.
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Puppy's Lawyer - 2005-12-21 14:22:28
but there's no way that puppy actually typed that

I beg (and roll over!) to differ, but clearly the lack of "g" in "arguing" and "fussing" indicate a canine pattern of speaking and writing.
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Chris - 2005-12-21 14:32:37
My kids for Xmas got Nintendo Dog, a virtual puppy. Its all the rage with kids these days. I am sceptical, the idea of "petting a dog" with a mouse sounds so sterile. But its amazingly addictive, and there is no poop to pick up.
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Bob - 2005-12-21 14:37:50
Paula, all that talk of Crichton yesterday made me look up my babble about, as it turns out, his "Congo" in your 2004-10-07 entry. And you might be as amused as I was to see that that babble got a bite, a year later, from another author.
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2fs - 2005-12-21 14:43:12
I am writing to inform you that we, the duly elected representatives of the International Union of Cuteness, are on strike in protest against the relative paucity of fluffiness in public accommodations. Until further notice, all cute images will be replaced by pictures of bricks. Thank you.
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Paula Carino - 2005-12-21 14:46:37
Bob, that is hysterical! For the confused, see the comments, especially the very last one.
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Michael - 2005-12-21 15:50:39
God, that's comprehensively amazing. For a minute I thought it was an elaborate joke with Begen's page done up by Bob, and the whole thing is so crazy I still don't know for sure. I don't think I've ever heard of a "fossa," and I'd hate to meet whoever would photoshop that creature on the next link, the one with "Luke Dollar."

If there really is a Begen, someone needs to let him know that his year-late blog entry was actually discovered a couple of months later. (By the way, Begen is one of the most imaginative and influential writers of our time and has exerted more impact upon the culture of Paula's blog than perhaps any other author.)
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Flasshe - 2005-12-21 18:49:32
I think I'm still confused, but not as confused as I thought I was.

BTW, the puppy is really 25 feet tall. Once it gets through that giant gate, it's going to do one big poopie in Times Square.

Chris, you actually do have to pick up the dog poop during walks in Nintendogs. Luckily it's not as messy as the real thing.
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Michael - 2005-12-21 19:17:25
(I was juxtaposing my description yesterday of Crichton onto Begen in that last entry, in another misguided attempt at sophisticated humor, in case anyone found that one confusing. Apparently, I'm blithely assuming that everyone is breathlessly following my every word and remembering each one from day to day, which is obviously less than likely.)

Anyway, I'll be glad when this strike is finally over. I have a feeling that the novelty will probably abruptly wear thin the first time I have to venture downtown.
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Chris - 2005-12-21 20:04:32
My kids also told me I was wrong. There is virtual poop to pick up. Man, I feel so old.
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Michael - 2005-12-21 20:43:22
Nothing will age a man faster than imaginary fecal matter.
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Bob - 2005-12-22 01:55:04
It looked like the Begen person took my opinion of that blurb about his book graciously enough, but I was a little bit disappointed that he wouldn't touch whether that-all was a really stupid coincidence, or a case of cadging and churning.
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Michael - 2005-12-22 10:13:23
This is mildly interesting for anyone who reads or keeps blogs, which I guess most of you do. Writer Mark Evanier briefly reflects upon five years of blogging today at www.newsfromme.com. His is the only blog I've really read more or less regularly over a period of four years (look at his essays about Redd Foxx and Red Skelton on his main website at www.povonline.com), although I also recommend William Gibson's (he posts sporadically and hasn't made an entry since September, but some of his posts are as mesmerizing as any of his novels).
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Alan - 2005-12-22 10:24:36
Warning: Do not follow this link if you think pictures cute puppies are a pox upon humanity. http://mfrost.typepad.com/cute_overload/2005/11/am_i_funny_to_y.html
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Chris - 2005-12-22 11:05:25
Finally no more strike. Now the brooklyn bridge can rid itself of them nasty TV reporters.
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Michael - 2005-12-22 12:02:11
Once they tell them to go back to work, it takes about seven hours or so to get the trains back up and running, according to a striker I just talked to a moment ago.
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