Sing us a song you're the pianoman
A hybrid of ivory and meat
You're an unholy instru-humonculus
Born with 88 teeth and 3 feet

A few days ago, I saw a dance performance with projection mapping. At one point, the dancing stopped and they just showed the projections with music for a while.

After the show, I described it as a "screensaver solo that might have won 6th place in the 4k category at Assembly 2014", and I want someone to appreciate my burn.

And so we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.

That is to say, it's now been many years since anyone has recognized my Halloween costume.