Notes on life, art, photography and technology, by a Danish dropout bohemian.
When you drink the water, remember the river.
What happens on the book vending machine when you press the "Meet the Author" button? Do you get the keep the author, or is it strictly a rental arrangement?Either way, the whole thing makes me suspect that writing a book might not be the glamour job I've always imagined.
Haha, exactly. Come to think about it, I really doubt there's are *any* glamorous jobs which hold up under scrutiny.
Gardener?Nudie pic photographer?Professional golf player?Zamboni ice resurfacer driver?Airbus A380 pilot?A Stephen Fry?
I'm also thinking that English-speaking customers might get exactly the wrong idea from the "Calda!" on the pizza machine.
The prices of galore have skyrocketed with the world crisis. Nobody's buying anymore.Even boy-ore isn't what it used ta be, baby.And I can't believe it, but my verif actually said "booked"!What next, "pizzaed"? ¡Cuidad, calda!
calda? I don't get it
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