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Take a trip to Saki's World! Excellent! Party on!

Totally Random Joe Provo Fact Number Four:
He converted H Mackeirnan to the Church of the SubGenius for the sole purpose of having H's buy-in on producing the World Premiere of Brooks Carruthers' play Killing "Bob". It worked.

"A construct made of cloned human tissue, augments, anxiety, depression, and unforcused rage, a killing machine for whichever humans rented me, until I made a mistake and got my brain destroyed."

Bob the Angry Flower demands TRIBUTE! KNEEL BEFORE HIS MIGHT

Want more spew? For a pleasant return to childhood, why not visit the Land of Make-Believe.

And as a parting shot, meditate upon this classic Zen koan:

One fine day, a seeker was walking by the road when he came upon a sage.
The student humbly said,  "How do I acquire beauty?"
The master picked up a rock and hit the student seven times.
At that, a beatific smile of Satori came across the seeker.

Cheers,
joe