Our ears were bleeding and one of us had lost an arm: but what did that matter ? We had arrived on Mars, simply by pinching the bridges of our noses and wanting be there.
Maybe it’s because I’m a bit feverish and under the weather tonight, but I have to say, I’m feeling increasingly unqualified to comment on your blog Uncle Zip.
I feel a bit light-headed too, Dave. Must be Credit Crunch fever.
oh, and to live in NYC just up from Wall St–I long to be on Mars some days. As usual when feeling faint in the face of the world I go to paint. I have noticed that the weirder the news gets the more I focus on the everyday in my paintings. Probably won’t last forever but the green bottle and violet paisley drapery have stolen my heart for now.
I doubt it’s Credit Crunch Fever. Seems like that’d be more likely to plague an investment banker.
Personally, I think this is a great time to be near Wall St. Mia. On the way to work today, the subway was rank with anxiety. I love it. Thousands of criminals who have been making obscene amounts of money on make beleive transactions are finally facing the music. Dominoes falling.
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