It's a dream when you seem to be walking into the sun

[sovay]

Today has heavily featured my physical health being terrible, but I am cheered by the ongoing attempts of my spam e-mail to become James Joyce:

For a drink sovereign avuncular to be benedictus, step by step silk. Very chaste this everywhere contortionist. In front of licentiate, interment. What clerical topping may upholsterer at work aboard. Off directorate may I the northwester subdue? What morality persimmon by car anarchist were quartered. Away begonia out. How old head.

Needs more verbs to be Dylan Thomas. I also like this interview with John Kander about Cabaret.

Comments

[a_reasonable_man]

So a Dadaist poet has a day job writing spam email?

Reminds me of how I once saw a guy on a bus in Chicago wearing a sport jacket with these words on the back: "Celebrate Nature, Seek Perfection." I thought, "That's the best, most concise definition of New England Transcendentalism I've ever seen!" I approached him and asked where he got his jacket. He didn't speak English well, but he was able to communicate that the Chinese manufacturer had just put random words on his jacket. The power of random word generation!

I send good health vibes your way.

[sovay]

So a Dadaist poet has a day job writing spam email?

I like that theory much better than a Markov generator!

"Celebrate Nature, Seek Perfection." I thought, "That's the best, most concise definition of New England Transcendentalism I've ever seen!" I approached him and asked where he got his jacket. He didn't speak English well, but he was able to communicate that the Chinese manufacturer had just put random words on his jacket.

That's brilliant.

The power of random word generation!

Human apophenia does the rest!

I send good health vibes your way.

Thank you.