I love art forms with inherent limitations -- you can try and transcend them, or devolve totally into self-referentiality, or anything in between. Like magnetic poetry!
Do you want to try calling the apartment place again?
I guess so... (sigh)
At the Dumb Minion office...
Ring! Ring! Ring! Ring! Ring! Ring!
There go that damn phone again! Just cause I work here don't mean I got to answer the phone or come in when I'm spose to! Where my vibrator HGLHBLHGHLBH
So the Ravens are in the Super Bowl… I'm utterly thrilled, of course, and I'd be heartbroken if they lost, but it doesn't resonate with me on as deep a level as it could.
Not as much as if it were the Orioles, say, or any Philadelphia team.
I've followed the team its entire existence, but I haven't been in Baltimore long enough to miss the Colts.
I guess it's because the Ravens haven't broken our hearts yet. They've never had a great chance and let us down. They've just...