posted by k_sra at 5/25/2005 03:19:00 PM
5.25.2005
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6 Comments:
Alright, I admit it, I'm really from -
I thought so, dag. Still haven't come up with a name for your island, huh? I think you might name it Dagtopia. Whaddya think?
I don't like the way the g flows into the t sound. My island must have a pleasant name, such that people will say it over and over just to feel their mouth luxuriate in rapture as they conjugate the word.
How about: Cellar Door. An island where folks congugate their proper nouns.
An island child might giggle if you ask, "Are you from Cellor Dorea?"
It looks as though India is on the pie four different times. Is Bollywood that big?
I think you should conclude whatever you like from it, marion. Me, I have concluded that film is as close to the international language as music or art. Film has appeal across the world, regardless of language or culture or creed. Neither wind, snow, sleet, nor hail can keep movies from getting through. Amen.
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