What happens when words and images cohabit the same space?
Friday, November 25, 2005
Overheard at Lunch
The office drones escape in a bunch, And rush down to the alley for lunch, “Don’t I know the dude at the ATM? Ohmagod, lookit the buns on him. Please Steffany, if you’re able, Grab us two chairs at his table.”
Whenever I perchance to meet A technology now long obsolete, I’m struck with just how great My time differs from that date. And yet he who toiled with these old tools Was put to task to deal with fools (Who pined alas for days gone by) Much the same as now do I.
I recently read that physicists now suspect that gravity might be the result of a holographic-like projection of other-dimensional realities into our spacetime.
How will THAT grab promoters of "Intelligent Design?"