"That which is overdesigned, too highly specific, anticipates outcome; the anticipation of outcome guarantees, if not failure, the absence of grace."
-- William Gibson, All Tomorrow's Parties
There are no words

So we've heard this horrible song on the radio about half a dozen times in the last few weeks while going to lunch, and finally we got around to looking up the lyrics.

I really don't know what to say.

So incredibly weird.

May 26, 2004 2:06 PM