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Plus Ça Change…

January 16, 2013 by Keyser Söze | No Comments | Filed in Blast from the Past, Meaning of Life, Memory, mental disabilities, office equipment, Photography

Recherche du Temps Perdu

January 24, 2012 by Keyser Söze | No Comments | Filed in Babes, End of World, environmental awareness, Ethical Depravity, Fetishes, Holidays, Holiness, Immoderation, Immortality, Invasion of Privacy, It's All a Matter of Taste, Kinky Sex, Memory, Mortality, Neat Stuff, Nostalgia, Obsessions, Old Fart, Performance Art, Personal Relationships, Philosophy, Photography, Places to Avoid, Porn, Pretzels, Quantum Physics, Sad Realizations, Sad Story, Self-pleasuring, Sight Seeing, Triumph of the Human Spirit, Up and At 'Em!, Wonders of Nature, You Have a Dirty Mind

At least that’s how it feels when you get older…

A Picture’s Worth a Thousand Memories: Rat Turds Edition

March 22, 2010 by Keyser Söze | No Comments | Filed in Keyser, Keyser is an Idiot, Keyser man of Mystery, Keyser's Personal Hell, Memory

Keyser was checking out a photographer’s images and came across this: Why that’s the gate from Mass. Ave. into Harvard Yard, viagra and there’s good old Boylston Hall in the background! Keyser spent many a happy session learning about daemonology and other arcana there. As a bit of Harvardiana for those who like such things, […]

Baha’i Temple in Wilmette

September 28, 2008 by Keyser Söze | No Comments | Filed in Architecture, Memory

Thinking about the geese flying in the moonlight reminded Keyser of something he saw many years ago. With a friend he went to visit the Baha’i Temple in Wilmette, hospital Illinois at night during the summer. It was already fully dark, generic and the temple was brightly illuminated. Its white stone reflected a sort of […]

Sad Thought of the Day

September 28, 2008 by Keyser Söze | No Comments | Filed in Memory

The other night, case Keyser was lying in bed around midnight trying to go to sleep when he heard this loud squawking noise. It was fairly loud, viagra but eventually faded away. Then it started up again, so Keyser got up, put on a robe and went out into the backyard. It was a cloudless […]

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