Tag: gather
group name: mydirtylaundry
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May 20, 2008 10:50 PM EDT --
Just wanted to say, I'm holding my breath about tonight's upgrade to the upgrade. It's about 15 minutes and counting until Gather goes off the air and the Gremlins that do the programming . . . more
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June 29, 2008 08:48 PM EDT --
Don't tell Red Cross about this! I don't want to be responsible for them bilking people out of their money, once again. But, this is where I'm at in points. The song comes to mind, "Help." . . . more
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August 05, 2008 09:44 AM EDT --
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Pa! Will you bring a gun for me?
He feels a shiver but smiles all the same.
A gun in a childish dream is not what
it makes him think. Or is it some inner
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September 01, 2008 10:35 PM EDT --
Yes... It took me SEVEN HOURS -- after being timed-out FOUR TIMES -- to publish my latest photo-essay on Burbank's Farm... (and it only HAS, like, 10 photos in it!!!)
I am asking you:
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May 16, 2008 12:29 AM EDT --
There seems to be something different about Gather. Other sites have many of the same features Gather offers. Some have more.
Two things that intrigued me soon after joining Gather were . . . more
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June 15, 2008 01:26 PM EDT --
Twice in the past week I've heard from connections that wonder why I severed our connectionism. (I think I invented a word.) I have NOT disconnected from anyone, and in fact, have been adding people . . . more
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August 01, 2008 09:11 PM EDT --
I have to change from My Profile to My Gather if I want to look at my mail now.
That sucks!
I have to change from My Profile to My Gather if I want to "Share" an article, which . . . more
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August 07, 2008 09:42 AM EDT --
A ctress
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The clotheshorse, old and scruffy holds
the array of her dresses. She needs them.
She needs them even more than foods
to satisfy her half . . . more
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July 12, 2008 01:34 PM EDT --
Once you have mastered Equality, what is the sum of the equation?
What are your thoughts please?
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July 13, 2008 08:37 AM EDT --
A blank call
This road ends in another and she knows
that will somehow amalgamate into
the one now he lives. Sky conjures raindrops.
Hate is what she feels at times. Then again . . . more
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June 13, 2008 07:57 PM EDT --
Sunday is my birthday but I'm throwing my Gather birthday party tonight. Why, you ask?
Because it's still triple points tonight. And because I'm pissed off that I have to share my birthday . . . more
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August 20, 2008 07:12 PM EDT --
This is a game.
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July 25, 2008 08:21 AM EDT --
Boatman, How far?
Like a distant dream, the boat alight with
its dim lamps quivering by the winds of
mid river, is threading a golden hem by the bank. “How far?”
“How far will you go, boatman?” . . . more
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July 24, 2008 12:46 PM EDT --
Rust
The factory shed, rusty, turns
its corner slightly to hear them,
those two human beings, lovers.
What is there to hear? No words can be
that new? The smell of grass eats the . . . more
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August 08, 2008 08:33 AM EDT --
Boat on a pastel sea
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A pastel sea of straight waves, of waves that can be
controlled. The tiny boat drawn with four lines dares.
Its proud . . . more
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August 03, 2008 06:10 AM EDT --
She
enters
without a knock.
Stays forever.
Inside this mind.
Inside this life.
Inside this livelihood. . . . more
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July 12, 2008 03:10 AM EDT --
Pill s
Sounds of a crow, incessant rippling through the wind
Let her know how much more loneliness can there be.
She picks up the knitting and stumbles at the door
Of memory, . . . more
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August 11, 2008 01:13 PM EDT --
To all my wonderful, generous, gracious, beautiful, clever and intelligent Gather friends:
That's right! That's all I need! Just TWO MORE lousy points and, FINALLY, I'll be able to get . . . more
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June 24, 2008 07:23 PM EDT --
As a published author, I began my work principally because of my concerns regarding the acts of our nations political leaders' and essentially all government agencies' continual invokations of . . . more
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August 04, 2008 10:14 AM EDT --
Monday knot
The shadow of a cloud on the
second floor window. With his eyes
shut, he can see a river streaming.
The sounds of ripples rise from
down bellow. . . . more
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