I used to write a lot of poetry in my early 20s, and when I was doing that, phrases seemed to come to me in poetic terms. When I was taking a lot of pictures, I saw things in photographic ways. Now the world appears before me in blog post kernels. I don’t even have to look for random absurdity anymore; it calls me on the phone. Saturday I looked at my caller ID and saw I had received a call from Presbyterian Ho. I can only assume this has something to do with Fistful of Plooble being the number one Google hit for Hot Pilgrim Chicks.
There’s a Presbyterian ho joke somewhere, but I haven’t quite gotten to it yet: maybe something along the lines of “twenty bucks extra with lemon squares” Feel free to help out with this one.