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RANDOM MUSINGS OF A DISORDERED CONSCIOUSNESS

   So I was listening to Olds Sleeper's Born To Lose while eating my lunch, half watching

   the video, when out of the corner of my eye I caught an incongruity of a sort...  a ripple in 

   the fabric of reality, if you will.  Across the room from me was a television,  on but muted,

   set to CNN.  What should my eyes behold?  A so-called tech reporter.  Doing what,  you

   might ask?  She was idiotically strumming away at some sort of stringless digital electric

   guitar,  and looking mighty pleased with herself,  I might add.  All of a sudden,  the pizza in 

   my mouth tasted like a wad of mothballs.  I glanced back at Olds strummin' and a' singin'

   and,  for a split second,  instead of a big gleaming metal resonator with strings,  he was

   playing what she was playing... only his was mass-produced to look like a cigar box... A

   FAKE POLYPROPYLENE CIGAR BOX WITH NO STRINGS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

   

I do not in any way shape or form ascribe any deep significance to this anomalous experience. I do not regard it as an epiphany or harbinger, and certainly do not consider it as having any foundation in objective causal reality. However, I experienced this waking nightmare, and have chosen to set it down here for posterity.

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