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Me and my M

We go Mmmm-mmm-mmm…

I LOVED this song when I was a little kid. I was just plain stoked that the first letter of my first name was the first letter of so many awesome words. Mud. Mess. Moose. Monster. Machine.

And speaking of machines, who didn’t love the Rube Goldberg-esque ice-cream-sundae-machine?

And speaking of Rube Goldberg:
Another of my old favorites. I was OBSESSED with contraptions and would sometimes make a colossal mess out of my bedroom trying to rig up some sort of elaborate mechanism that would do…who only knows what. It was more the building of it than any actual result that occupied my mind and time.

Then again, with influences like these, is there any wonder I was fascinated with tying, stacking, precariously balancing, and taping stuff together in the hopes that when it all collapsed, something fabulous would happen?

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