“Twitter me this, Batman.” – Dan Devereaux
I know why the bottled goose honks.
The old defines the new.
I know why the caged consumer sings.
Sons of Liberty or the Guillotine?
Or, How I Learned to Love the Tao.
Well that’s what I heard.
No chip on my shoulder.
Letting the chips fall where they may.
When the chips are down.
Win one for the Chipper.
The Chiperor’s New Clothes.
Things change. Like the number of potato chips on the floor of my office.