Sunday, April 12, 2009

The nature of art


[Serving Dakota dinner]

DAKOTA: Yum, chicken!

DAD: It's fish

DAKOTA: It looks like chicken

DAD: I promise you it is fish

DAKOTA: I promise you, it is chicken.

DAD: Dakota, I cooked it. I should know.

DAKOTA: Dad! I am a professional food critic. I have highly skilled tasting powers and am able to tell you what it really is.
(Takes a bite of fishstick)
Its totally chicken. Delicious
"Too late or still too soon too soon to make lots of bad love and there's no time for sorrow. Run around, run around with a hole in your head 'til tomorrow."
-----They Might Be Giants