cleo

the music videos on the televisions at the gym today were about a song and a half behind the audio through the speakers. this was disconcerting not only because watching jessica simpson sing the fine young cannibals’ “she drives me crazy” is lurid, but also because the uncertainty of the future was gone. I knew five minutes before the puppets came on screen that genesis’ “land of confusion” was next. i wonder if i can have any fun at all without some element of surprise.