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Making small thing grand and grand things small.
Erin O'Brien
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Erin, your childlike wonder in toys is wonderfully refreshing. . . I'm a big kid too.
Ohmygod, you make me laugh. THANKS!
You never fail to crack me up! Way to Go, Erin! Cool Pen, though it does look like an interglalactic sqid.
You are cute as hell in your glasses.
Pen... WANT.
I'm on the edge of my seat waiting for the next word. Or the next letters. One word becomes many words. Now I'm imagining the old arcade game Asteroids, with all of these newly created words, trying to evade a giant eraser that threatens sentences everywhere. Okay, I have to back up a bit. You have stumbled on to something far greater than what would seem to be a mere pen/slash/gadget, Erin. What you hold is the key to word-reproduction. Yes -- word-reproduction, you read it right. As in, the letters have sex with each other, and soon there are longer words, and sentences, and paragraphs, and your next novel. But watch out for that giant eraser. Which probably also comes in gadget form to confuse us. Am I going too far with this? We are talking outer space, yes? Oh -- that giant eraser got to this comment in previous form, as you can tell from the above, "deleted by author." I was framed! But I swear, it was the eraser, and not me. I'll take another go at it.
What person in their right mind does not enjoy a wonderful gadget like the pen you presented. Fools are breathing our air, the same fools are the ones who do not appreciate gadgets. Fools and I mean damn fools are stealing our valuable air! How do we unmake fools?
Now I took time to comment so I humbly ask. May I have this pen gizmo you are showing off, it is hella cool. I bet I could wear it out in less than a week!
Unmake me, baby.
When I go to my conference in September, I'm going to send you a package of stuff if they have anything good. :)
Duh--I am a fool who is breathing your air and would prefer a Bic for 35-cents.
NYC police officers might think that pen is a weapon and put twelve rounds in you...
(Too soon?)
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