Terry...
Hey... thanks for the nostalgic flashback... been there, done
that... a few years ahead of that particular star-date ... yet
somehow we have postponed the Great Gig in the Sky...
...only to see that grammatically disturbed phrase repeated
anywhere and everywhere you go. All your bases are nothing but
places. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow but some day... and
soon.
It has become, ladies and gentlemen, a cult. A Net-based cult,
sure, and if you think that's the end of it, you are sadly
deluded.
...like the most of us are.
Jones
I've always been mad, I know I've been mad,
like the most of us are...
very hard to explain why you're mad,
even if you're not ... mad...
A momentary lapse of reason...one slip,
a restless eye across a wary room,
A fleeting glance, a longing look
and you are on the road to ruin...
- with dark apologies
