Stuffing the Passer - Mike and Tommy's Day Off
An "utterly insignificant little blue-green planet far out in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of the Western Spiral Arm of the galaxy" whirls around its unregarded yellow sun once. It's tempting to consider this an utterly meaningless occurrence, but I would argue that such nihilism is merely indicative of an impoverished understanding of meaning.
Max Weber, who's sort of regarded as a demigod 'round the HRB office what with our unmitigated worship of sharp-tongued autodidact Prussians with snappy beards, remarked that "man is an animal suspended in webs of meaning he himself has spun". We are not enslaved to nihilism, but rather we are imbued with the ability and, moreover, the urgent responsibility to create our own meaning on this crummy blue orb. And thus we once again set about knitting intricate silk from the articulated sac linked to our overdeveloped anal glands. The groundskeepers cut the grass and paint the lines, the tailgatist loads his vehicle with propane and fennel-flavored horse-offal-stuffed intestine-tubes, and your humble correspondents run around Chicago with puppets on their hand. Footbalamus ergo sumus.
To whit we present Season 4, Episode 1 of Stuffing the Passer, wherein our heroes find themselves lost in the strange environs of Chicago. Relatedly, have you noticed that YouTube now as an "auto-transcribe" feature? Go to the YouTube page for the embedded video and hit the little list icon that says "Interactive Transcript". Really, do it. The result from this video is some sublime post-modern poetry. Examples:
|"Allright, I think I got away with it."||"Harriet configurable problem there is a close to a Albanian bot."|
|"Fine, I'll just get in my beloved Honda Accord and go get them."||"By unstable woman pundit forty billion that uh... but yes."|
|"Thanks, coach, it's nice to get some positive reinforcement."||"Middle-income next judge says caused a great person ever work so well at night."|
This is outstanding stuff, like horse_ebooks-level insanity. At any rate, here's the video.
Ugh! Oh! It smells like a salmon cannery in here!