I've got a lot of broadcasting to do.
Kurt Vonnegut is dead. So it goes.
Sometimes I wish I had my own version of the Daily Show. I would say, Jon Stewart-like, "Spring, meet me over at camera three," and then I would turn and give it a condescendingly saccharine smile. "Spring," I would say, "you know, we've gone back a long way. We've had great times together. Absolutely. So what's up now, man? Why are you fucking with me? Why the BETRAYAL?"
Come to think of it, there are a lot of people and things right now on my "meet-me-at-camera-three" list, aside from Spring. Namely: Dr. Kerschner, Mr. Donovan, those who grade the AP Studio Art portfolios, the Whole Foods specialty department, Felix Zhang, and uncooperative buttercream frosting.
Sometimes I wish I had my own version of the Daily Show. I would say, Jon Stewart-like, "Spring, meet me over at camera three," and then I would turn and give it a condescendingly saccharine smile. "Spring," I would say, "you know, we've gone back a long way. We've had great times together. Absolutely. So what's up now, man? Why are you fucking with me? Why the BETRAYAL?"
Come to think of it, there are a lot of people and things right now on my "meet-me-at-camera-three" list, aside from Spring. Namely: Dr. Kerschner, Mr. Donovan, those who grade the AP Studio Art portfolios, the Whole Foods specialty department, Felix Zhang, and uncooperative buttercream frosting.