It must be a sine of the times, ‘cos I see it everywhere. It’s usually on some tangent that doesn’t strike a chord with me. Some art seems as easy as falling off a log; easy as pi, so to speak. Guess it’s all conditional. Maybe we’ll find out in tomorrow’s segment. In the meantime, I’ll be hanging out at the Mobius strip club nursing a quartile or two. I’ll try to remain rational, but I’m a mean drunk.
November 25, 2017