Thanks to technological acceleration, John Cage jokes are rapidly approaching their sell-by date (remember when 4’33” was this wild, crazy cult thing that nobody knew about?), but this riff is a worthy entry in the pantheon. Though I would still need to chase it with more canonic fare. (Hot Doug’s, by the way, is famous for their weekend-only duck-fat fries. Dieting is for the insecure!)
(Thanks to our librarian friend—really, all of you &c.—Rebecca Hunt for the link.)
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