October 31st, 2000

self portrait (escher)

A thing of beauty is a joy forever.

On the freeway this afternoon, I drove past a vehicle with an ansiotropic paint job.

"My god!" I declared. "That car is ansiotropic!"

Then I swerved a bunch to avoid falling off the road.

Clearly, I was distracted. Was it the magically shifting colors that did this to me? Nope. It was the chance to use the word ansiotropic in a sentence.

Five syllables. And no one was around to hear me.

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