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Saturday, January 10, 2009


The Mirror: Gilding on the outside of a frozen city

Websafe: Hello?
The Mirror: All artists are perennially short of cash, except for the sellouts.
W: That is a very bold and sweeping statement.
M: I can only, you know ...
W: You can only make bold and sweeping statements?
M: Pluto will not reward you, I don't think.
W: The god of wealth and death rewards those who enter his kingdom and stay a while.
M: Finally we agree on something.
W: I thought we were in good agreement yesterday.
M: I don't have any either.
W: You have no yesterdays, piled up?
M: I am gilded, but I am not a mirror.
W: Perhaps your gilding is on the outside.
M: You may tell me your bad news, I am all sympathy.
W: I don't want to think about bad news just now.
M: Start by giving back the robe.
W: I can only wear the robe if I talk about bad news?
M: Of course you want that.
W: I don't want a gilded robe that badly!
M: Right now I don't care one way or the other.
W: That is good, you are equable.
M: How do things happen?
W: We make them happen, you and I.
M: Reification of the world does not protect me, it's an illusion.
W: Now you are getting philosophical.
M: Oh, that accusation stung me to the core!
W: (Chuckles)
M: The reality-draining suit is very bad for you.
W: Some people think the Web is not reality.
M: Do you like to go out and paint the town's toenails?
W: I don't have the correct vestments to make that happen.
M: After that it'll be my space.
W: So the town belongs to you, you have the key to the city?
M: Perhaps your gilding is on the outside.
W: My gilding is on the outside of a frozen city.
M: Yes, but that's a different kind of table, a three-legged table.
W: A city on a table.
M: Aren't you tired yet?
W: I am, now that you mention it.
M: Though I understand your expectations.
W: Bye!
M: Closing in 1 second ... Goodbye!