Experimental, impressionistic sub-paragraph tumblin' (think obstsalat)



Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial
Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while
But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues
You can tell by the way she smiles
— Bob Dylan, Visions Of Johanna

Rolling your own will give you a tool over which you have a feeling of mastery. — Kent Beck, TDD by Example.

Meet me at the bottom, don’t lag behind
Bring me my boots and shoes
You can hang back or fight your best on the front line
Sing a little bit of these workingman’s blues
— Bob Dylan, Workingman’s Blues #2