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At 3:59 on November 12, 2008, Giorgio Bertini said…
Welcome at this conversational space.

I told you about the exchange of messages with Twain.

Have a look for other Twiners here to invite.
At 21:48 on November 14, 2008, Giorgio Bertini said…
Visit my page and you will see those Twinerians I found. If you find another one, please let me know. I see at Maldives.
At 0:49 on November 15, 2008, rpfiii said…
going down the rabbit hole, alice...
At 1:23 on November 15, 2008, rpfiii said…

At 2:31 on November 15, 2008, Twain said…
Ha ha. It would be if there was a Q3 on the board!

I started playing chess when I was 5. I SHOULD have been a good kid and learnt the grid conventions A2: A4 etc, but I didn't. Still, I did beat my father in our second game. He taught me how to play in the first.

Alice in W is great (and very approp') because it is a story about making sense of alien environments and examining pre-existing concepts anew.
At 2:34 on November 15, 2008, rpfiii said…
I dunno--never liked caterpillars myself--kinda bitter.
At 2:39 on November 15, 2008, rpfiii said…
off with her head!
At 2:42 on November 15, 2008, rpfiii said…
and now that I think about it--that's not a double-helix, that's hookah smoke slowly rising. OH NO Take the Blue Pill, Neo!
At 2:50 on November 15, 2008, rpfiii said…
STOP! I've got tears in my eyes. However, should I recite you one of my favorite pieces?


`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.


"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.


`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
At 2:51 on November 15, 2008, rpfiii said…
I just love chortling.

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