Is the music, mixers, or mayhem to blame for the horror of the Roller Derby? Roller skate clad ladies whip around an elevated track at break neck speeds and seek to break necks. Loud punk rock pumps from speakers, bigger than your house. The laud raw noise of garage guitar and basement drums does little to cover the predominate sound of polyurethane on polished wood. The sound of wheels reeks in the house of Derby. Wheels which will haunt your sleep and become the second hand tick between brutal collisions.
Notes to self
Dust to Dust.
Bill Bryson writes “a single atom is unaware of its own existence. Because the brain is comprised of atoms, anatomy alone cannot possibly account for the human experience.” There are several arguments for the existence of God and while I lean toward the idea that faith exists in what can’t be known, it would seem that a single atom provides the most complete argument for the existence of an intangible, inexplicable, human experience, given to us/inspired by a force of infinite power.
Grinds my Gears
Hello all,
Yeah I haven’t written in a while but I thought I would drop a line and say that I am sick of the New Aged Nanny and her host of minions buying up the rights to side characters to exploit the success of the movie counterpart. There has to be a treasure trove of writers out there with new inspirational ideas. Give them a shot, Nanny! There has to be something better out there than the tin man and shredding Skylab’s thin veil of time. Look what Heroes did for you. Stop this nonsense and start with some quality.
Heart felt departing sentiments,
MGT
