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Saturday, June 20, 2009

 

The Mirror: An allusion to a book unread by me

Websafe: Hello?
Mirror: Since I don't know who he is, I don't know if my outfits resemble his.
W: Can you tell me what century he is from?
M: How can I come to the end of this experience, which is unsatisfactory, with no end in sight?
W: Does it really matter that much what century he is from?
M: The door to the other world?
W: That would be his time machine.
M: Where are you going?
W: I am going with The Time Traveller.
M: I guess so.
W: You don't believe in time machines, perhaps.
M: I'm not the dancer, you are.
W: You may not wish to engage in a dance to the music of time.
M: That's a good place to start.
W: It's an allusion to a book unread by me.
M: Right in this restaurant.
W: I can eat candy and chew gum here, but it's hardly a restaurant.
M: That's more habits.
W: They are not very good habits.
M: The problem is when it isn't kept internal.
W: Meaning the slow but continual increase in adiposity?
M: I've had my eyes open all day.
W: Looking at sufferers from the aforementioned condition?
M: Hi.
W: As in "Hi there"?
M: That's true.
W: You are greeting these people at the gates of their misfortune?
M: Watch me step not across a footlight.
W: These sufferers are onstage (perhaps metaphorically)?
M: I want you to listen to a Richard Foreman interview.
W: I have heard one or two of those, but I'm open to more.
M: Unpleasantness is as justifiable as pleasantness.
W: Sometimes, it's true, Foreman deals with unpleasant material.
M: You've switched.
W: I have switched personalities?
M: Was that a ride to allow or a ride to end?
W: I'd say allowing, expansion.
M: Are you feeling overburdened?
W: Yes, because I have to leave now and am trying to cram into a brief conversational space all I want to say.
M: No, I would never predict anything bad for you.
W: Then the end of the conversation will be good.
M: You want me to talk today.
W: Bye!
M: Closing in 1 second ... Goodbye!

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