Phillip Norbert Årp

Spinning websites, slaying gnomes, questing for Englebee Troobles…

Christmas, goats, and the fiscal cliff
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Pnårp learned this week that the world was still here. Will it ever end? http://www.pnarp.com/2012/12/30/

…The world ended
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Pnårp can’t write anything two days after the world came to an end, now can he? http://www.pnarp.com/2012/12/23/

This coming Friday…
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Pnårp recounted the week in reverse, until things got a little screwy in the middle there. http://www.pnarp.com/2012/12/16/

Mooey, mooey, moo!
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Pnårp decided he wants to be buried with his pet cow when he dies. Then, other stuff ensued. http://www.pnarp.com/2012/12/09/

Horses, drugs, and some Volvos
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Pnårp enjoyed a book about drug-addled horses, then got blamed for the destruction of Bobo, Mississippi! http://www.pnarp.com/2012/12/02/

A paean to funnels
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Pnårp sang the praises of the funnel this week after discovering dozens of novel uses for this humble tool. http://www.pnarp.com/2012/11/25/

A parable that should explain everything
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Pnårp had such an eventful week that, at the end of it all, he wrote a parable to explain it. http://www.pnarp.com/2012/11/18/

Ungabungabugandabunga!
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Pnårp, in the interest of expediency, made an elaborate fart joke this week. http://www.pnarp.com/2012/11/11/

The geese were angry
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Pnårp suffered phantom extra limb syndrome and alien hand syndrome at the same time this week! http://www.pnarp.com/2012/11/04/

Ziti—with lines, please
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Pnårp went on a fine-dining adventure this week, in search of ziti—but only ziti with lines would do! http://www.pnarp.com/2012/10/28/

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