I’ve got some ocean front property in Arizona
From my front porch, you can see the sea

Strait Man

P Willy: Quite a prick that cock-tus cock-tease bares.

A lot of people think that The Wizard Of Oz had a happy ending, but not me—cuz Dorothy missed out on the opportunity to take a hot air balloon ride. Willy Wonka is a better film cuz they end up in the sky.

That’s how good fantasies go—up to the sky.

In all of the best dreams, we’re able to leave the ground. Way back, there were dinosaurs who had this dream as well. Instead of getting bigger and more aggressive, they decided that the best way to survive was to go up. They figured out a way to jump and not come down.

And these became birds—mostly peaceful things, with little brains and beautiful songs. Not that flight made all birds peaceful, but I think the perspective helps. Plus, they know they can BM on anything they’d like.

But I wonder—what would the world be like if everyone spent two hours a day in a hot air balloon?

Joe Pera

I’m like a bird
I’ll only fly away

I don’t know where my soul is
I don’t know where my home is

Nelly Furtado

A stylist is a translator, translating a mental image into the perfectly evocative phrase. Those of us who aspire to be stylists can learn something about what we value stylistically by making efforts at translation, even if we don’t speak the language in question.

George Saunders, Swim In Pond In Rain