Inkwell: Authors and Artists

    
impanzee inscribing weather ma
  

    
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nagement software, as if such a thing existed and could be doc-
  

    
ilely manipulated so that the forecast for a entire st-
  

    
ate's economic activity for the next few years can be en-
  

    
trusted to marginally competent chimps, so long as the re-
  

    
gressive theories underlying the forecast resonate with the ba-
  

    
thers at Baxter's, wallowing in the soothing mud baths, all the
while, wh-
  

    
ales also bathed. But they were far from Baxters.  In fact, they
were off Japan's co-
  

    
mfortable bicycle lanes, which, on this particular evening, were
uncharacteristically em-
  

    
ployed as whale lanes to relieve congestion in the normally used la-
  

    
pidary grinding machine, which by this point has certainly seen its
better da-
  

    
ys, and was dangerously, d-
  

    
ivided by a series of deep grooves that ultimately led to its d-
  

    
eparture from this mortal plane. "Farewell, o wise cetaceans," we s-
  

    
apiens thought.  But, because we're not fluent in Whale, those
thoughts were l-
  

    
amentably not expressed, though infinitives were definitely split.
Fare you well, my whalie. All have gone, except you al-
  

    
ways lagging behind and getting underfoot while the rest of us sl-
  

    
og through the swamp of contemporary American political life, hop-
  

    
ping from one scandal to the ne
  

    
w one while all along skipping to a new beat, grateful to be here
and alive while the world re-
  

    
presents a manifestation of pure spirit, and occasionally finds time
to bear the fr-
  

    
ee - wait, I meant free the bears! Every read any John Irving? B-
  

    
acktracking, just a moment here...be aware of the bears, but don't
be-
  

    
lieve for a minute they're more afraid of you than vice versa. 
Maybe you're not worth their while, but they can ma-