Rock Accountant

Pete Townshend’s Coat

So he shows up with this gigantic puffy coat at the beginning of a winter tour. We all had a laugh at him behind his back. It had to be continously worn because it was far too large to carry. At first he clearly thought it made him dapper. He soured badly after realizing it had no buttons and had to be held shut. A few of us barely got any sleep because we were laughing so hard. The coat disappeared in the middle of the tour.

The nature of eternity

I grew wanting my words to live forever. Now I am giddy if a stranger “likes” what I wrote six months later.

Like prehistoric cave walls

When the human species dies out, computers will spend eternity sorting out what our millenials ate by their snapshots of dinners.

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