We're consumers. We are by-products of a lifestyle obsession.... The things you own end up owning YOU... Never be complete, stop being perfect let's evolve.
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- You know, it could be worse. A woman could cut off your penis while you sleep and toss it out of a car.
- There's always that. I don't know. When you buy furniture, you tell yourself, that's it. That's the last sofa I'll need. Whatever happens, that sofa problem is handled. I had it all. I had a stereo that was very decent.
Wardrobe that was getting very respectable. Was close to being complete. Shit, man. Now it's all gone.
- All gone.
- All gone.
- Do you know what a duvet is?
- A comforter.
- It's a blanket.
- Just a blanket. Why do guys like you and I know what a duvet is? Is this essential to our survival in the hunter-gatherer sense? No. What are we, then?
- I dunno. Consumers.
- Right. We're consumers.We are by-products of a lifestyle obsession. Murder, crime, poverty. These things don't concern me. What concerns me are celebrity magazines, television with 500 channels, some guy's name on my underwear. Rogaine. Viagra. Olestra.
- Martha Stewart.
- Fuck Martha Stewart.
- She's polishing the brass on the Titanic. It's all going down. So fuck off with your sofa units and Strinne green stripe patterns. I say never be complete. I say stop being perfect. I say let's evolve. Let the chips fall where they may. But that's me, and I could be wrong. Maybe it's a terrible tragedy.
- It's just stuff. Not a tragedy...
- You did lose a lot of versatile solutions for modern living.
- Fuck, you're right. I don't smoke.
- My insurance is probably gonna cover it, so...
- What?
- The things you own end up owning you. Do what you like, man.
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Friday, June 8, 2007
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