I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through

Saturday, July 26, 2008

Story Bone

All around fabulous location manager Nathan sends us this story bone. Which, as he says:

Full disclosure: this is from a joke Larry Brown told on Letterman tonight.

You know the day you're going to die...just not the year.

There was a whole anthology called Machine of Death whose basic theme was "what if there was a machine that could tell you how your were going to die." But was very cryptic about it.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

There was a whole anthology called Machine of Death whose basic theme was "what if there was a machine that could tell you how your were going to die."

And a fine anthology it shall be!!!

Steve Buchheit said...

Including the Flaming Marshmallow of Death. A fine story that is.