One lump or two?

Salvador Dali's clocks aren't wrong or stopped or broken. Their active faces slide like pancake batter over edges of a bureau, bend and hang across branches. In fact, Dali's clocks are not clocks at all, if we mean bookkeepers that measure unvarying flow. But then, the heart is not that kind of clock either; rather, it is a fractal tempo tracker that runs concurrently to the beat of several highly variable drummers. There's also the fact that Dali locked himself in an artist's garret for days on end. Enclosed space, paint fumes...you do the math.



That is way too insightful and clever for you to have come up with it.


Well, yes...that's very true. This quote was taken from Ebenezer of Two Lumps, an amusing webcomic that's on my list of things to read on occasion. I've also borrowed one or two of Snooch's haikus (not on Friday) to use as status messages.


Alright...so do you have anything else today?


Yes...I got some really $#*&ing good news for all of you working people out there. Have fun!