Wednesday, September 20, 2006

What a Way to Go



Not for me, though. I plan on being cremated, liquified, and injected into a dolphin.

Thank you for bearing with me regarding that whole "Porcelain Seed" thing - I figure that if I post the stuff as it comes out of my head, in a public forum, I'll be more likely to actually finish it.

I've always been intrigued by myths and origins - the beginnings of things, and how the world was viewed through the lens of different times and places. That's what I'm trying to do with this new piece.

In other news, my Roomba is still awesome (although I've stopped singing to it), and I tried to eat a peach for dinner last night. It wasn't a very good peach, though, so I ate some Oreos instead. That seemed Right, somehow...

7 El Commentos:

birdmonster held forth thusly...

When I go, I'd like to be creamated and put in the soup of my enemies. Or in one of their pepper shakers.

12:27 PM  
Gasoline Hobo held forth thusly...

ha! "creamated"! i see what you did there!

12:31 PM  
birdmonster held forth thusly...

Birdmonster (drumming fingers together, looking askance): Yes. What I did there purposefully.

1:33 PM  
Angela held forth thusly...

Wait. It's been a week. Here's hoping you aren't a fan of the Foreshadow...

2:22 PM  
Gasoline Hobo held forth thusly...

no, there's no foreshadowing. it's more of a reverse denoument, sans exciting climax.

mostly i've just been really busy. i'll blog again soon, i promise!

2:28 PM  
San Nakji held forth thusly...

Cremation's not for me. Nor is creamation. I instead will have a tomb built which can be seen from the moon, perhaps Mars. I will then demand that my family is buried with me, dead or alive, what will I care?

2:43 PM  
birdmonster held forth thusly...

Hobo,
I misses you. Come back. The ten minutes you shave off my work day are crying out in worky pain. Even my vocabulary misses you. Worky.

8:55 AM  

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