Virtual Flaneurism

"Before we learned to tell stories, we learned to read them. In other words, we learned to track. The first letter of the first word of the first recorded story was written—“printed”—not by us, but by an animal. These signs and symbols left in mud, sand, leaves, and snow represent proto-alphabets. Often smeared, fragmented, and confused by weather, time, and other animals, these cryptograms were life-and-death exercises in abstract thinking. […] The notion that it was animals who taught us to read may seem counterintuitive, but listening to skilled hunters analyze tiger sign is not that different from listening to literature majors deconstruct a short story. Both are sorting through minutiae, down to the specific placement and inflection of individual elements, in order to determine motive, subtext, and narrative arc."

- John Vaillant

Slow loris with an umbrella makes your argument invalid.

If you spot the problem, congratulations! You understand simple machines better than the federal government.

I just discovered the Smith Westerns, and I have fallen in love. They have a distinctive late John Lennon sound - very Double Fantasy, if you will. I also hear shades of The Hollies "Bus Stop" in the following song (Every morning I would see her waiting at the stop, Sometimes she'd shop and she would show me what she bought...)