Only in moderation

"Shit, quiet...it's on...."

He scrambled to the ledge of the table and quickly sat down.


Never too poor to watch television.

Never too poor, for Wednesday nights at eight. Aside from sleeping, it's the closest to death you've ever been.

"If I just wasn't too mindless, I'd invent a way for me to eat food and watch..."


But that's what this is, isn't it?
The invention of imagination.

Imagine losing your mind.