In the far flung dark dank and putrid recesses in the back of my mind, I dared think that Liverpool was a result of a literal pool of livers left over by the executions by King Henry the 8th to be a treat for his prize hounds.

It is 10 years to the day that Steve Shaw wrote "keep going, don't stop now. Keep going" in response to a thread in which I explored embryonic wordless memory and the possibility of quantum neuro connections as well as endocrinal, hormonal, electrical and light transmitter/messengers in the human brain.

Seeing that he still seems to egg on posters, I wonder if he remembers that 40 page post in which he encouraged me to squeeze every last drop of reductio-absurdum realite' all over mudcat BS.

Did you also start school yard fights among other kids while you merely watched?

I don't think even Spaw was ready for that tract of Uber Meta Para Abnormal speculation into the unforeseen path of brain research.