Wednesday, December 07, 2005
Spaced Out
Golfwidowis full of very cool ideas. I can't keep up with them all. She turned me on to getting my Blog sent to Outer Space. I did that months ago and forgot about it but I was notified a day or two ago that this blog was indeed beamed to the farthest reaches of the Universe. And if you are an astromomy geek like my young friend and cowriiter Kathy Feeney, you might know what all those intergallactic positions mean. I do not. I hope my blog musings, songs and lyrics do not pollute some star system where the major inhabitants play music in scales based on quarter tones in octaves out of our auditory reach. So that my music doesn't sound to them like either a blue whale in severe gastro-intestinal distress or a mosquito crying for it's last meal. But I can take the criticism. I'm waiting. I have the rest of my life. But if some life form on the planet Quyth acts fast, they can still get in on my $10 CD deal with free postage. They can pay me in whatever currency they want and apply whatever exchange rate they think is fair. Because it's really about the art, Quythians. And I'll happily let my molecules get absorbed by the cosmos knowing that this particular life form known as me, for the time, has a very good shot at being known outside of this solar system. I hope I didn't sing anything to piss anybody off out there. How would I know what constitutes intergallactic diplomacy?Hey, I'm new at this, Quythians. There's no text book on how to deal with you. So if I have offended, please don't take it out on the rest of the human race, okay? Well you can blame our politicians, that'd be okay. They have to answer for something.
posted by Bud @ 2:21 PM
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