I took a day off from cutting Euro 2008 analysis yesterday to live as a hippy for a while. This cultural experience included going to watch a Finnish jazz-folk ensemble and a psychadelic mojo-funk collective. For the second lot, some nice slap bass rhythms but the line "My killer whale is coming to get you" took the concept of Free Willy a little too literally if you ask me...
I later dined in a vegetarian restaurant where I had quinoa, pink lentils and aubergine caviar. This got me thinking- if you plonk a steak down in a salad is it still a salad? Also if a steak falls down in the woods and there's no one there to eat it, is it still a steak?
Where's the dalai lama when you need him?
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