is a phrase that’s been blowing around in my head since I was in Austin, talking with Otwell and Boyd (which sounds like a great law firm, or a promising wacky misfit information science / buddy-cop pilot)
At /play, where nonsense lives, I wrote this:
Raiding the 21st century
The next step in cut-up culture
Some assembly required
Crick, Watson, Double-dee, Steinski.
Intelligent design as artistic statement
Playing god, 5 times a week with 2 matinees
Reality is entering the Silver-Age.
If you think it’s been getting wierd around here lately, and I should really be writing reams and reams about bloody tags or something; then tough.
When the going gets wierd – the wierd apply for patents.