“Mimsy Were the Borogoves,”
          This idea first occurred to me a year or two ago, but since receiving the Best Christmas Present Ever™ it has been brought back to the front of my mind.  As you well know, I have a thing for poetry.  As you may or may not know, at one point, I used to participate in poetry reading competitions.  At these functions, it was absolutely amazing how differently two people could express the same poem, at times completely changing the meaning of the poem with nothing more than creative intonation.  Just for fun, lets each record ourselves reciting a common poem and see how we differ.  And by each of us, I mean you.  (Yes, bitch.  You.)  Invite your friends.  Once I get a few of you to do so, I’ll post them on here for everyone to hear.  The poem we’ll use will be Lewis Carrol’s “Jabberwocky.”   Email me your recording at geoffreypieper at gmail.com

I’ve made my recording, and I have one from Buddha and Anastasia.  Where’s yours?

Quote of the day:
The worst things: To be in bed and sleep not; To want for one who comes not; To try to please and please not.
                ~Coptic Proverb

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