Clouds being in the sky, make it hard to see the presence of the sun. Do not be misled, when the wind picks up, we'll be able to see again. The Rotary Antenna Network documents where the waters of the real collide with surreal
Ground zero my friends. A place to laugh and grow? Ontari-ari-ari-o? A playground of pure punishment, where brain cells go to die. Bask in the self assuredness of half-assed solutions, self-deception, horse-brained nin-com-poopery and the rest of it. Come for the scenery, stay for the wages, all brick walls need corresponding heads to beat the 'ol sense in to them.
Language serves various instrumental roles. As it proliferates, it grows like a cancer, rots your teeth and shits your pants. You find yourself in a mess. No need to worry, the time is young and the day is fresh. Building the future from the ground up requires a new oncologist, a fresh dentist and maybe a pair of pants that your wife or grandma knits you. Don't believe me? Consider learning to knit yourself then. Be a man.