Reach for the poison, accidents seem too bizarre

Ethan Switch - Wednesday, 24 May, 2006 - 14:49:43 - print it raw

Subversion and other topics open the breakfast menu. A side menu features the classic taste of obfuscation and wandering minds cast into evil. Boiling on the stove, and watching on as life ebbs, plans to conquer the day and shore up the noon day underground.

Wise to the actions and possible plans set by the men on the other side of the game, the crew draw up lines in the dirt. Outlining the avenues of attack and plausible routes for escape, the rocks on the outer serve as stand-ins. Released upon the canvas, a few spiders from a night's trap, let loose and run amok on the scheme.

Plans like these never feature to scale and the whole enterprise raises suspicions in the more thirsty of the group. The idea, as stated by their wordless conversation, involves the use of other firearms in the range. How it will all transpire is another matter entirely.

One that will call its fate in the vagaries of reliance on outsourcing.

» Splattered mosquitos in summertime hair

« Singing high on alto praises in a choir's ease