Last night's dreams are mostly a haze of random images (trying to play recorder at an event while the rain is getting heavier; searching for the book that I wrote a chapter in; etc). But one phrase rose through the noise quite clearly:
"Saint Arlecchino"
The scenario practically writes itself...
"Saint Arlecchino"
The scenario practically writes itself...
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Date: 2004-08-31 05:46 am (UTC)In the name of the pratfall, scenario and interludes, we say: 'Lookit that!'"
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Date: 2004-08-31 09:08 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-08-31 10:34 am (UTC)Why is Arlecchino a Saint
Date: 2004-08-31 11:59 am (UTC)He parted the fountain in the piazza.
He had a vision of the Last supper.
He pacified a pack of man-eating, deranged monkeys.
He has worked for Pantalone for ten years.
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Date: 2004-08-31 02:52 pm (UTC)Such a sweet lie, and so common...
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Date: 2004-08-31 05:26 pm (UTC)