Sunday, February 1, 2009

Editor's Note:

Welcome to Issue Twenty Five of CSR! By now, you regular readers know my baby likes large economic stimulus bibs and hates highchairs. It craves a good impeachment pie and makes cute little sounds when it sees a political sandal walking over hot coals. Baby has an uncanny ability to turn the words of poets into diet drinks using their native tongues. Issue Twenty Five is no exception. This month is filled with rust-proof photographs, along with a jar of muse-magic art. Add to that, a group of garlic-eating poets, an intriguing music maker and one magical book review and you've got the possibility for a wide-spread salmonella outbreak. Trust me, when you finish this issue you'll feel like a complete set of octuplets . Or diaper rash. Either way, this issue will hijack your interest with delights seldom found on a Hudson River plane crash. So forget about your unslightly liposuction scares and get busy...

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