YSaC, Vol. CXXIV
the table
here is picture of table
It’s the zen-like brevity that makes this. I hear the resonance of the universe in this post and in this table. I want to be one with the table. I want to drape myself across the table and join the table in its table-bliss.
After all, it is THE table. It is the UR-table. It is the Platonic ideal of tableness. And all of this comes across in a mere seven words.
I don’t even think the table is actually for sale. I think the table just wanted to share itself with the world.
Submitted by CP — thanks!
But can you dinne, at this table?
Also, be careful with the draping yourself across; the upended extension leaf lying there looks like it might be a little poke-y.
In Soviet Russia, table sells you!
I’m wondering if it’s some kind of attempt at Haiku. At least it’s not a French Prudential piece.
Ah, I love your blog. I hate it, however, DTMR, because you nearly choke me to death with laughter each day.
DTMR??
Due To My Response? I think that’s a pretty good guess.
I wonder if it has an opinion about Obama’s healthplan! Will it argue back?
This is one of my favorite posts, too.
It should read:
Haikus FTW!
I laughed so hard at this. XD
Look at my table.
Look at picture of my table.
Please don’t send me any spam.
Makes haikus look long-winded.
Rule #1 about The Table: You do not talk about The Table.
picture of table
to share with the world at large
Craigslist is the cave
I was an atheist until I found The Table.
Should this be read in a deep Russian accent? There aren’t any articles, after all, and doesn’t a stereotypical Russian accent leave out the a’s, an’s, and the’s? Don’t forget to roll your R’s, too!
The only thing I want to know is…does it come with matching chairs?
How much to rent the room? And do you allow pets?