The synaptic firings of a complex neuronal jelly digitized for your benefit.
Friday, November 25, 2005
Thanksgiving
A time to gorge ourselves on poultry and tubers and crush old women to the floor in a mad rush to purchase tons of electronics we never needed in the first place.
A quivering mass of neurons stored on a dusty shelf in a jar of cerebrospinal fluid. A single dying 9 volt battery with corroding contacts powers the filmy container. A lone led winks on and off, casting dim shadows against the storeroom walls.
we never needed in the first place. 
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