“Tell me about your mother, Jim.” <br />“I called her up yesterday <br />8 o’clock at night, Doctor Bernstein. <br />I didn’t speak to her <br />for about a month. <br />As soon as she got on the phone <br />she said <br />she’s watching <br />this great Errol Flynn movie on channel 11 <br />and can’t talk. <br />Then she hung up.”<br /><br />Charles Chaim Wax<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fragments-concerning-ontological-commotion/
