I've waxed poetical (several times over) about the podcast I listen(ed) to as I drink coffee in the morning, The Sandbox, previously of WFNX fame.
Which I just found out when I went to download their podcast and found a...lack...of podcast. A quick google news search (thank you, google!) told me that a massive programming change rendered the show asunder, to use Biblical imagery.
I don't think that the weirdest news is that the show is canceled, but that I didn't know it was canceled until now - like everyone knew it before I did. It's not like it'd be on the front page of bbc.co.uk. And for some reason that being-late-to-the-party-itude makes me feel dirty.
Still creeped out by the idea of twins, too.
In the middle of the road there was a stone
there was a stone in the middle of the road
there was a stone
in the middle of the road there was a stone.
Never should I forget this event
in the life of my fatigued retinas.
Never should I forget that in the middle of the road
there was a stone
there was a stone in the middle of the road
in the middle of the road there was a stone.
-Carlos Drummond de Andrade
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Whoa. I forgot about this poem. Do you think I was subconsciously channeling it when I wrote mine?
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