Stop Making Sense

I had lunch with David Byrne.

David Byrne had potatoes ala Hindenburg. This is a delicious blend of red potatoes, spicy peppers, yak meat, and blue cheese. I had a bowl of oatmeal. When I eat with famous people, I don't want the food to distract me from me sitting across from them.

I asked David Byrne how he spends his days. He said that he likes to watch Shadow TV. It's a cable channel that has programs on the various expressions and manifestations of shadows. He liked how the Sun creates shadows by its mere presence, but it has no attachments to the shadows it manifests.

I said, I like to spend my days watering my backyard. I don't have any grass on the yard. So the watering creates a lot of mud. I like to then mold the mud into a miniature city. I create tiny mud people to live in the mud buildings and homes. I wait till the Sun dries the mud into hard earth. Then I paint the dirt people and buildings. I get out my keyboards and play a soundtrack for the city I created. The next day I begin all over again.

David Byrne was fascinated. He said my dedication to art was enthralling. I felt great.

The thing is, I made up everything I told David Byrne. I was intimidated by his history of creative exuberance. I didn't want to tell him that I sit around all morning waiting for the mail.