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I am getting to the point where I can't read those captcha things, and tried the audio.

I thought I'd dropped into an episode of Twin Peaks. There were dwarves break dancing. A leering man tapped me on the shoulder and said something backwards, before dancing tip toe out of the room. A strangely blue girl lay on my bed. Doves flew in my face and somebody spat a cherry pip at me.

Apparently this is how one starts a blog.