June 02, 2004

The Mountain Man

<p>Looking solemnly at the paper clip of life, his waves of emotion glanced eagerly at the looking glass behind him. The birds in the feather were climbing on the keyboard and gently pressed the letter "H".</p>
<p>As he pondered this apparition, the legs of the chair were swiveling in a concentric pattern. "Odd", he thought, but not so when brought upon by the friends of the evil one.</p>
<p>After many moons, the mountain man of his being were brought together with one swift uplift of the heart to the sliding paper in his stomach. All this was for not as the redness slipped painfully into the abyss.</p>

&lt;p&gt;Looking solemnly at the paper clip of life, his waves of emotion glanced eagerly at the looking glass behind him. The birds in the feather were climbing on the keyboard and gently pressed the letter "H".&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As he pondered this apparition, the legs of the chair were swiveling in a concentric pattern. "Odd", he thought, but not so when brought upon by the friends of the evil one.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After many moons, the mountain man of his being were brought together with one swift uplift of the heart to the sliding paper in his stomach. All this was for not as the redness slipped painfully into the abyss.&lt;/p&gt;