Some of you were confused about what presentation I could possibly be making that starts out with The Scream. That's an excellent question, and I'm not even sure where to begin, but to make a really long story as short as possible, the presentation is about a little
"I was walking along a path with two friends — the sun was setting suddenly the sky turned blood red — I paused, feeling exhausted, and leaned on the fence — there was blood and tongues of fire above the blue-black fjord and the city — my friends walked on, and I stood there trembling with anxiety and I sensed an infinite scream passing through nature." - Edvard Munch, 1/22/1892And, the exact scarf. As B. says, "It covers up your old Adam's apple nicely. No one would ever guess."
And finally, has the meeting been rescheduled? Uh, no, I'm still waiting by the inbox for that meeting request. I think it's in the category of that excellent E.B. White essay which I think is titled, "Don't get too personal with a chicken." It's about how if your plan is to kill the chickens, you probably shouldn't give them names and get to know their personalities.
Okay, thanks for being interested.
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