With a crackle and hiss the tiny goblin materialized in the center of the cavernous chamber. Disoriented, he glanced quickly from side to side, taking in the astonished looks of the small party of battle weary adventurers who had summoned him, before, finally and fatefully, looking up into the rapidly descending jaws of an enormous dragon. In a tiny, squeaky, quivering voice he uttered the only words of his brief and ill-fated existence... "oh shit".
Tuesday, August 23, 2005
Manhattan Wannabe
I guess going to New York did change my perspective a bit. We were at the plaza on Sunday and it struck me just how much the area is an imitation of Manhattan. The stylish, cultured, non-poor liberals pouring out of the Unitarian Universalist church. The constant pedestrian traffic holding up vehicles. Sitting at the Panera sidewalk tables sipping a fancy coffee drink and munching healthy food. I don't know, it's more than just those individual elements, but something about the atmosphere struck me as similar.
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