The Dead Of Winter

Let's Cover The Moon With Yogurt!...

...no, let's cover the moon with Quark!

no, let's go find Quarks!

no, let's find the Higgs boson, the Holy Grail!

Conversations with Henry

Absence is the highest form of presence.

-- James Joyce A Portrait Of The Artist As A Young Man

[Henry and I are sitting at a table in his backyard, about to play a game of cards. Henry picks up a .22 rifle leaning against the table and aims it out at the garden and fires. A puff of soil dust appears near a gopher hole.]

Henry: Damn! Missed! He's been eating my turnips.
Henry picks up his cards and looks at them. I do likewise.

Me: What did you think of the election?

Henry: We can basically do two things: build schools or build prisons.

Me: OK, but do the teachers and guards have to break the bank?

[Long pause]

Me: Henry??  Where'd you go?