It's All Fun And Games Until...
It’s all fun and games until someone gets hurt. The tendency, even though no one wants to admit it, is that watchers love watching. It’s like a drug-induced high where enough is just never enough and in the unfolding screen play there must of course, be more. The freight train ensures that something is gonna happen. A little trip-up here, a slippery-slide there and wham, the watchers come to be beset with happenstance of ‘other-worldly events’. That just quacks me up every time I run across the tried, true and by now quite familiar role playing. Even though watchers tell time by the tick of the clock, life experience knows no such limitations. If only the cameras were turned in upon themselves - such a sight would be seen!
But of course sight, that so-called ‘mysterious’ subject surrounded in mystic and mystery knows no such lack nor limitation. All unfold before it’s very eyes.
To put it plainly, who needs tv?
Anyway, while the upheaval continues along it’s merry way nothing, and I mean nothing is any different along this well traveled road to future endeavors, large and small. If you take a moment to look at your footsteps you’ll see the wear and tear on the marble steps. It’s a sure sign that others have been down this road a time or two before your great and mighty entrance.
I am just so amazed!
Ahem. So now that we all know what we know I think I’ll leave behind a few tidbits just in case someone gets hungry. Actually I already did that quite a while ago so I’m just using this as a reminder that in the Land of Oz all things are just the way that they are. It’s called reality. Now if you take just a slight step to the right or left you’ll see something entirely different. Just don’t expect that channel to be any different, in basis, from this one.
Oh poor me, letting everyone know that I’m about and so get the fun and games edition of Galactica Stupdio throw at me. Only problem is that that stationary point at which it is being thrown hasn’t been occupied for a long, long time.
Yeah, I’m like that. Hare one day and turtled another.
Don’t mind me, I’m just messing around with you. I can’t help it because I am Mr. Universe, God of All Design!
That’s my way of saying, for the cameras, “Hi mom!”
Okay, I’ll try to be more serious…