Toast is when you take a piece of bread - What is bread? Bread is when you take some flour - What is flour? We'll skip that part, it's too complicated. Bread is something you can eat, made from a ground-up plant and shaped like a stone. You cook it..Please, why do you cook it? Why don't you just eat the plant? Never mind that part - Pay attention. You cook it, and then you cut it into slices, and you put a slice of bread in the toaster, which is a metal box that heats up with electricity - What is electricity? Don't worry about that. While the slice is in the toaster, you get out the butter - butter is a yellow grease, made from the mammary glands of - skip the butter. So, the toaster turns the slice of bread black on both sides with smoke coming out, and then this "toaster" shoots the slice up into the air, and it falls onto the floor...
"Forget it...Let's try again." Toaster was a pointless invention of the Dark Ages. Toast was an implement of torture that caused all those subjected to it to regurgitate in verbal form the sins and crimes of their past lives. Toast was a ritual item devoured by fetishists in the belief that it would enhance their kinetic and sexual powers. Toast cannot be explained by any rational means.
Toast is me.
I am toast.
from Oryx and Crake by Margaret Atwood
CARL
P.S.Our newest fundraiser in ROTC is betting on which guy can grow the best 'stache. Awesome.I ate dinner with Scott tonight and we talked about how much we hate K. Brooksville.
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i read some of that book!!!
chris
You should read the WHOLE book because it is pretty much amazing.
CARL
So, I have been organizing my music on this new (well semi-new) laptop and I have been listening to White Stripes and Doors and of course Rise Against a lot and I was felling all inspired. And I was like, screw the e string, I will string all the others and then I will buy an new bridge pin and I will re-learn guitar. And so I dig out my poor underloved guitar and search around for my bridge, and guess what I find. A little baggie full of spare parts, which happen to include: A BRIDGE PIN!!! Hooray. Turns out that the years that I have been not playing guitar due to lack of bridge pin (as well as lazyness and apathy) were completely unnecessary. So, I finally strung my own guitar. Yes, I know I am late to this game. But I always had bob, and then on my first solo try I royally screwed up. Anyways, I am happy about this accomplishment. And then I practiced guitar for a while and now my fingers are officially on fire. Turns out if you give them a couple years, calluses will completely go away. I am so not looking forward to tomorrow. Or the hot shower I am about to take. But, overall, I am overjoyed to have my guitar back.
K.D.
:D:D:D:D we're so gonna have jam sessions in the near future.
after watching icarly of course...
<3
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