The Shape of Days

When you’re placing a conference call on one of those fancy-schmancy expensive speaker phone things and you mis-dial the number and instead of the response you were expecting you hear, blasted out over a carefully arranged grid of speakers numerous and massive enough to sustain the average Pink Floyd concert, “Hey, baby, want to shoot your load?” …

that should not happen.

I’m just going to go out on a limb here and say that that should not, ever, not ever, not never ever happen.

But it totally did.

• I don’t dig on change
• Why no, as a matter of fact I don’t care
• And yet.