Times, they are a-changin'...but not really

Times, they are a-changin'...but not really

If you're following the Tour de France and thinking, "My God! Lance Armstrong in 33^rd place? Why, he's been unstoppable for years now! He's a biking machine! Things are changing such that I can no longer keep up with them!", know that things aren't moving as fast as you might think. You can still hold the sands of time in your fist for a while before they trickle out. Why? Because people are still doing dumbass historical re-enactments. You'll need to register at The New York Times On-line to view this puppy. Sadly enough, my own hometown had its own run-in with this odd, semi-educational form of entertainment/commemoration: the 1994 re-enactment of the Illinois Senate debate between Abraham Lincoln and Steven Douglas (Douglas won). I'm not proud of it, but it's still one of the most haunted cities in America. Ghosts, of course, being another indication of the world's immutability; people may die, but they remain on this earthly plane...hanging out in Alton.

A bit of a non-sequitur, but speaking of hometowns and ghosts: do you think the other dead souls look down (literally and/or metaphorically, depending on your system of belief) on ghosts? Are ghosts like those friends that never leave their hometown to other dead people? I can just picture it:

DEAD SOUL #1
I just got back from Earth, man, and ya know, it's nice to visit the terrestrial plane and everything, but--

DEAD SOUL #2
--it's a little depressing--

DS #1
YEAH! Totally, man. Ya see all these people you used to hang out with, and they're still there, ya know, getting their kicks by moving furniture and glowing and shit. Scaring the locals, right?

DS #2
It seems really immature. Juvenile.

DS #1
Exactly, man. Exactly. All the stuff they do...it just seems so insubstantial. And they're all like, "Hey man, let's go make this lady's clothes dance around while she's watching TV," and I'm all like "Dudes, why don't you grow up?" Ya know?

DS #2
Totally, man. To-ta-lly.
Beat.
So you want to go on a panty raid?

DS #1
Dude, you know I'm on that shit. I'll get the beer.

...hmmm...

Wow. This post went completely awry. Abandon ship! I'm going for a jog. Peace out, and keep a close eye on your panties, folks.

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Listening to:

Spoon, Kill the Moonlight (I'm sure many of you have been listening to these guys for years, but I'm just getting to know them...and love them.)