July 21, 2004
Fido, a mechanical plastic eagle, is flying in circles. He goes round and round. And round and round and round. No one seems to notice or to care. Poor Fido. He only flies in circles. And he makes such dull noises. As Fido flies closer and further away, his battery-operated pitch crescendos and softens. beat beat bEAt BEAT BEAT BEAT bEAt beat beat. I may, at this very moment, go absolutely and unalterably insane.
Ah, peace at last. Isaac has flipped the switch on Pub's pet eagle.