Saturday, August 26, 2006

Maybe should change the name of this thing to 'Going to Go Eat Worms', but one lament is much like another, really. While I can't be fixed, Donovan is taking me to interesting mental places, weird associations- grotesque, possibly child-molesting philologist, the tripping daughters of an erstwhile CEO of Penny's jotting down secret messages, me delivering the opening monologue of 'Atlantis' while handing out bead necklaces to a small crowd of uninterested hip kids. Oh, well, to repeat myself-

And as the elders of our time choose to remain blind
Let us rejoice and let us sing and dance and ring in the new
Hail Atlantis!

Worth a shot, anyway.

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