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 October 1998
"Just add tortilla chips, and stir."
While it is a well-known fact that 9 out of 10 tortilla chips prefer the
first scenario, I still sometimes wonder why it is that we insist on
dehydrating and rehydrating everything.
Take music, for instance.
What do you mean, you've never heard dehydrated music?
What do you think top-40 radio is?
What do you think I'm trying to prove by asking you all sorts of
badgering questions?
Why don't I write the rest of my article in question format? Well, the
answer my friends, is blowing in the wind.
When mel came up with the idea to do this new internet magazine, I was
understandably hesitant. After all, who am I to write anything that
might be of interest? Sure, I regularly tormented the readers of FME
with such hare-brained fiascos as the weekly parody, and the ultimate in
parodies, the Phantom Of The Farm-Tractor. But that still, in a sense,
doesn't give me the right to harangue you with some random thoughts. So
I thought I'd write what I like to call a "floating column." Each issue
there will likely be something else of interest (or maybe not) in this
column. I was going to bow to the pressure and write a music review, but
I think I can wait until next article for that one.
I'm aware this hasn't been terribly humorous to this point--essays and
tests will do that to you. When I'm not writing, I'm in my fourth year
of university up here in the Great White North, eh? So, you hoser, if
your dog, eh, is like drinking beer, eh, you know your dog's a hoser too,
eh.
"And that's all I have to say about that." (Forrest Gump).
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Tune in next time, when Alex learns his alphabet.
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