Dance in the Full Moon

O, the Frailty of Memory

Saturday, October 15, 2011

10.15

[I can't finish that story now. It will wait a day or two, I think.]

I am tremendous. I can step from one continent to another without wetting my feet. I can stand up on the bottom of the ocean. I can smell the moon.
I'm sure you've heard of me. I'm famous. I'm on tv. Most people can see me coming for hours. If I stand still too long, I cause wild temperature fluctuation. If I take a nap, I ruin local economies underneath me. I'm the leading cause of Brazil's deforestation. Like I said, I'm sure you've heard of me.

I'm the tallest man alive, but also the loneliest.

3 comments:

  1. I always feel terrible on behalf of people who are known as, say, "Tall Jim" or "Tall Steve." Of course, I always feel terrible on behalf of people who are only ever defined by one adjective.

    So yeah . . . it's heartbreaking.

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