I am the grit in the gears, the missing bolt, I am the poker of sticks into spokes. I like to know how things work, but sometimes when I take them apart and rebuild them, I have a few pieces left over. I am a man, so I tend to leave reading the instructions until after it goes wrong. And like all men I have a comprehensive mental map of the world and never need to ask directions. I never get lost, only sometimes I'm late, or end up in the wrong place entirely. It's what we do.
Wednesday, 7 December 2011
Ersatz Soubriquet posts Ersatz Coffee
This via a comment on Red Dirt Girl's blog, by Goatman.
Goatman referenced "Don't crush that dwarf, hand me the pliers" by The Firesign Theatre Company, 1970.
I had google it, which led me to this.
"In 2006, 'Don't crush that dwarf, hand me the pliers' was added to the National Recording Registry, a list of sound recordings that "are culturally, historically, or aesthetically important, and/or inform or reflect life in the United States."
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