Chapter 8 - Why is Luciano Pavarotti moldering in a grave and not singing Core 'N'grato to his fans in Ulaanbaatar?
THE STORY OF DEL - Delete
How could Del reach that place in the Cosmos where reality was negatively mirrored? There had to be a way to undo life's cruelties! Old and beautiful San Francisco used to be everybody's favorite city! It was screaming for an urgent Katrulz!
And why did Frank Sinatra have to die? Why was Luciano Pavarotti moldering in a grave and not singing Core 'Ngrato to his fans in Ulaanbaatar?
If Man had been made in the image of God, then, along with a couple of arms and legs, why hadn't they thrown in a few sprinkles of immortality? So many questions!
Damn it! This was the new Millennium. The nerds of Boston Dynamics were teaching their robots to boogaloo! So what was so hard about getting toothpaste back into the tube?!
With all of Google's AI geniuses working in their underground laboratories (purportedly floating on the blood of Cossacks), all the Kings horses and all the Kings men could surely put Humpty Dumpty back together again!
Right?
Of course!
Right?
You bet!
Are you sure?
Absolutely!
That's why crapping in front of expensive restaurants was high-tech and honest research and much more! Such activities required slow and plodding procedures. The logic was ironclad: how could there be an 'un-doodoo' without first a 'doodoo'?
And so like a deranged Conquistador of Olde searching for the Fountain of Youth, Del went on a quest for the wisdom needed to program his UN-DOODOO key, the one easy button that could righten the evermore plentiful wrongs of life!
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