An anarchist(!) in London sent in this neat infographic of a Greek Mirage, all ready for battle, defende nos. And my mind goes to the sword of the Angelic guard over Eden. In related news, a pal's setting up some kind of pop concert next door to the Acropolis, in Athens, yes, the actual Acropolis in really Greece.
Our conversation went like this.
"I love classical antiquity."
Silence.
"You must make your musicians play ancient Greek instruments. And ONLY ancient Greek instruments. As in, 'WTAF is that?' sheepish pause, "A lyre, Eminence."
"Yeah. Exactly. UNPLUG IT. Same goes for the goddam pan pipes. Which, btw, should be in tune."
Silence.
"I take silence to mean 'yes.'"
But hey, I wish I was in Athens, at its remarkable Acropolis zone and armed with a handy backstage pass. Maybe next time. In the meanwhile, made it to Dallas instead and visited with some lawyers, a pleasantly great result. Well done, team.
Weird to see downtown Dallas though. Main, north of Griffin, showed signs of revitalization, it even had an English pub, which was shut. But seriously, you could be forgiven for thinking you were in a city where people went to restaurants, had apartments, walked about and all of that, and actually lived in a city.
As opposed to a desolate wasteland of office blocks, rising like glass and steel teeth between homeless encampments.
LSP
