Sometimes, I like to dream that... My teammates and I... All of us... Or at least the elite lot of us... Have extraordinary powers. Super duper special abilities. That would make anyone... Like... Do stuff.
Umm.
Squirm.
Just because the situation reduces the person to the one or two feelings that might just be the most important in the world... I mean, if we were ever given the chance.
And therein lies the problem. The chance. Society doesn't give us a chance. Maybe if we all moved to Prague or somewhere more... Progressive? All of this would be a non-issue.
And indeed, we would be the Mighty, Mighty Boss Tones.
So. If you ever catch me in a fit of insanity and you feel like throwing up a chance, just ask. The insanity might take hold. Lucky you.
Posted by Mark Canlas at May 23, 2005 03:42 AM