...they're all Cylons, and have been for so long they no longer remember the death of the last human.
Wait, is this thing on?
Tap tap tap.
Is this recording?
Check, check one, check two.
What does this light mean?
Hold on a minute. I sat down and had a thought.
Now there are words.
I didn't write them yet here they are slumming on my screen.
I thought them, I won't lie.
But write them? Put them on the blog? Who would do that?
Who's running this show?
Really?
Alright then, who's the producer?
Well, who financed it and how Jewish are they?
When I was thirteen.
What are you insinuating?
(tap tap tap)
Uh, check?
(tap tap tap)
Y'all can't hear this, can you?
(ch-ch-ch-check, check one, ch-ch-ch-check two)
Praise Jesus, I damn near posted that.
Posted by: Scott Eric Kaufman | Tuesday, 06 March 2007 at 10:24 PM
God has a plan for you, Scott.
Posted by: Kerry Higgins Wendt | Wednesday, 07 March 2007 at 12:33 AM
Is it merely a coincidence that you posted this the day Baudrillard died? I think not.
Posted by: Adam Roberts | Thursday, 08 March 2007 at 02:13 AM
I am so an angel of God sent to help you, SEK.
Posted by: Kenneth Rufo | Thursday, 08 March 2007 at 06:26 PM