Ha, Hil -- I didn't have crops, but do you need farmer?

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Thanks, Jesse. I feel really silly for not guessing that one.

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Cashmere, Noooooo. Save yourself. It's too late for us, but not for you!

NOW YOU TELL ME?

Too late

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Also in that square, what's the one on the right edge, off of barn?

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It's all silly, Hil. Until you start getting things you'd never heard of.

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To the right of barn is a big purple dinosaur . (See, I can do hints instead of direct answers. No, really!)

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And now I'm trying to figure out the one that's connected to both farmer and cowboy and can't stop humming The Farmer and the Cowman Should Be Friends.

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Jesse, have you got the box that cowboy and farmer lead into?

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That game got me this morning. My cats are all unstacked and everything.

We have photographic evidence for the individuality of most of us, but Cindy and Frank are tricksy that way.

I know I've been photographed on night one of the Boston stop at Nilly fest. I think Frank was photographed on night two. I'm pretty sure he was there. I'll have to check our diary. Have Plei and victor ever been photographed together?

You know who is imaginary? Princess TickyBox. I mean, c'mon. The anime eyes are the tell. They should only be violet.

I'm pretty sure most of the buffistas are brilliant multi-taskers, who are off solving complex math problems, raising babies, teaching kids or babysitting scientists while a the same time, posting a caustic, running commentary on pop culture purely for my own enjoyment.

They can, at any time of the day or night, help me resolve a spreadsheet problem, reprogram a Tivo, brine a turkey and make an apple martini. And look fabulous while they do it.

Suck up.

I personally think that all the Somervillians are ferret-sock puppets.

That's the closest to stating our truth anyone has ever gotten. And lived.

Also, I don't know about questioning the rest of us when everyone knows Emeline mind-controls the LAistas anyway.

I imagined up Narrator, before I imagined up all of you, so all of you who are in the general Chicago area are all figments of Narrator's imagination, and she didn't exist, long before I started imagining her.

I bought a birthday present for Jesse once, but she didn't show up, so clearly, all the Gothamistas are imaginary.

Buffistas I've imagined into tangible existence: Matt, "victor," "thessaly," Jen, Nora, Tom, DX, vw, vw's little brother, Emily, Ellen (I miss Ellen at b.org), theodosia, Nutty, Jon B, FAQ Wife, deb, Nilly, Allyson, Polgara (and her sister), and Monique (and her dh).

I've gotten U.S. mail from Cashmere, AmyLiz, meara, theodosia, Hec & JZ, and Sean, and talked on the phone with Cashmere.

I think that's it, but now I'm afraid to post, in case I've forgotten someone.

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Nope, Sail. And me too, Hil. Thanks, Nicole! That's a head-slapper right there.

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