Watching her, it seems like she must have been playing that thing in her sleep at age 2. I mean, when she picks up that dollar, she goes right back into that complicated bit like a lightswitch. The precise and rapid movements of her tiny fingers juxtaposed with the traffic and oblivious people walking by seemed absolutely unreal.
Twitter Sonnet #43
The strange dizzy crayfish has crossed my path.
Comic-Con moved me fast for no reason.
I haplessly escaped all schemes of math.
For all nihoncha there is a season.
Johnny Depp but lightly graced Comic-Con.
This year the Harley Quinns are out in force.
They line with Torgos and wizards the lawn.
To Hall H has never been a smooth course.
Amanda Palmer's good at being still.
But I've discovered she's not really dead.
Found Haruhi on a high window sill.
Looking for lunch, found Gene Simmons instead.
Met a Delvian who knows symmetry.
And saw a great sanguine Ray Bradbury.
And Happy Birthday, cryptess.