Sunday, July 02, 2006
hello, calo rossi speaking here.
2/3 is crazy. that is 66.7%. an impossible number. but 3/5. 60% this is what i am talking about now. i just watched an impossible movie. it was evolution. impossibly good is my meaning. because 2/3 is an impossible number. but 2/4 is meaningless. 50%, what is that? nothing. but .6 3/5! it is meaningful. the narrow margin within human life resides. the absoulte next best thing. when the impossible calls, humanity answers with 3/5ths as opposed to 2/3rds. here we are. what can only be described as 3/5ths into my 4L of carlo. i didn't mean to finish it. i meant to finish over half of it. now here i am, 2.4L into my jug of carlo. 1 movie down, and what an inspiration. in humanities direst need, we come up with head and shoulders. the one thing that will save my hair from greek tragedy. here i am, bordering on godlike status, all because of the hair that separates me from the greek and roman tradition. we've all seen ROME, cosponsered by HBO and the BBC, now here we see it in myself. greek heroism, personified by long hair, and roman heroism personified by the bowl cut that blake norrish will never seem to escape. he could have 15 tackles in overtime, and nothing would change. carlo is speaking now. blake has always been my hero. i have seen him push the limits of human possibility. 2 onside kick recoveries in overtime, all in a losing effort. one of my best friends, making the impossible probable. that is what i have seen. steroids aside, i have seen my friend give his all for the sake of the team, for the sake of humanity. for the sake of carlo rossi. for the sake of canada. i have seen the impossible. i have been there to witness it. you cannot disprove evolution to me. i would love to track down my old science teachers, who have probalby been spread throughout the state due to their overwhelming genius. mr. beirman at woodinville high, due to his connections to the football team. mr. saxby, due to his overwhelming phsyics genius (who knows where he ended up, bainbridge island? south kitsap? how depressing would that be?) and most importantly, mr. towne. the sultan of sultan. the most important teacher in my life. the person who showed me that there was more to everything, anything i saw. evolution effects (affects?) everything. i have never been able to discerne between those two words. it is difficult for a brain of my nature. effect. affect. it takes more brain power to work the difference than it is worth. i wait for the moment i get to meet mr. towne in a moment of marijuana bliss, when we are both on the same level. everything will make sense, i know it. this is the reason i haven't returned to redmond high since my graduation, because i know the teachers who actully made a difference are no longer there.
this is carlo rossi speaking, over and out. we are 3/5th through a jug, with no signs of stopping. 2.4 litres of carlo rossi. canada day at its finest. i don't imagine i will be able to finish things off, but it wouldn't be the first time. it would just be the first time alone. i am proud that i went past 2/4, 1/2. seriously. 2/4 is meaningless. it is half of nothing...
2/3 is crazy. that is 66.7%. an impossible number. but 3/5. 60% this is what i am talking about now. i just watched an impossible movie. it was evolution. impossibly good is my meaning. because 2/3 is an impossible number. but 2/4 is meaningless. 50%, what is that? nothing. but .6 3/5! it is meaningful. the narrow margin within human life resides. the absoulte next best thing. when the impossible calls, humanity answers with 3/5ths as opposed to 2/3rds. here we are. what can only be described as 3/5ths into my 4L of carlo. i didn't mean to finish it. i meant to finish over half of it. now here i am, 2.4L into my jug of carlo. 1 movie down, and what an inspiration. in humanities direst need, we come up with head and shoulders. the one thing that will save my hair from greek tragedy. here i am, bordering on godlike status, all because of the hair that separates me from the greek and roman tradition. we've all seen ROME, cosponsered by HBO and the BBC, now here we see it in myself. greek heroism, personified by long hair, and roman heroism personified by the bowl cut that blake norrish will never seem to escape. he could have 15 tackles in overtime, and nothing would change. carlo is speaking now. blake has always been my hero. i have seen him push the limits of human possibility. 2 onside kick recoveries in overtime, all in a losing effort. one of my best friends, making the impossible probable. that is what i have seen. steroids aside, i have seen my friend give his all for the sake of the team, for the sake of humanity. for the sake of carlo rossi. for the sake of canada. i have seen the impossible. i have been there to witness it. you cannot disprove evolution to me. i would love to track down my old science teachers, who have probalby been spread throughout the state due to their overwhelming genius. mr. beirman at woodinville high, due to his connections to the football team. mr. saxby, due to his overwhelming phsyics genius (who knows where he ended up, bainbridge island? south kitsap? how depressing would that be?) and most importantly, mr. towne. the sultan of sultan. the most important teacher in my life. the person who showed me that there was more to everything, anything i saw. evolution effects (affects?) everything. i have never been able to discerne between those two words. it is difficult for a brain of my nature. effect. affect. it takes more brain power to work the difference than it is worth. i wait for the moment i get to meet mr. towne in a moment of marijuana bliss, when we are both on the same level. everything will make sense, i know it. this is the reason i haven't returned to redmond high since my graduation, because i know the teachers who actully made a difference are no longer there.
this is carlo rossi speaking, over and out. we are 3/5th through a jug, with no signs of stopping. 2.4 litres of carlo rossi. canada day at its finest. i don't imagine i will be able to finish things off, but it wouldn't be the first time. it would just be the first time alone. i am proud that i went past 2/4, 1/2. seriously. 2/4 is meaningless. it is half of nothing...
