Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
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guts and garters

It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.

Saturday, August 19, 2000

I'd like everyone to take a moment to ponder the sheer lucridity of using a remote control in a room that is barely two metres by three.

PS: And yet I use it. Admittedly only when I'm in bed and want to turn the stereo off, but still... Do you think I can possibly stretch this point from a glaring indication of my own laziness to a vituperous denunciation of today's society?

Nah, probably not.

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