When I woke up this morning, I asked myself, "What is life about?" I found the answer in my room...The fan said, "be cool." The roof said, "aim high." The window said, " See the world!!" The clock said, "every minute is precious." The mirror said, " reflect before you act." The calender said, " be up to date." The door said, "push hard for your goals."
For those who passed through it, Woodstock was less a music festival than a total experience, a phenomenon, a happening, high adventure, a near disaster and, in a small way, a struggle for survival. Casting an apprehensive eye over the huge throng on opening day, Friday afternoon, a festival official announced, “There are a hell of a lot of us here. If we are going to make it, you had better remember that the guy next to you is your brother.” Everybody remembered. Woodstock made it. [x]
asking inanimate objects if they are joking when they don’t function properly