A German firm (one of our clients) that manufactures steel cores and industrial knives has the motto "Quality Is The Future".
Have they reached a level of creativity I can never hope to achieve?
Friday, April 29, 2005
Tuesday, April 26, 2005
A quality product by God... dry clean only
So God created the world in seven days. Perhaps a month would have been a better time frame, with five day weeks and two days of leisure every week to pursue some hobby like tatting maybe, or book-binding. A great way to unwind and refresh your mind before resuming the dirt works on Monday.
He probably did not take lunch or dinner breaks either. Shows. You can never create a work of exquisite beauty if you are suffering from acidity.
And looks like the use-by date is approaching. If not, then we definitely are not making sure it is kept in a cool, dry place, away from direct sunlight. After all the manufacturer is not responsible for deliberate mishandling of his product. And this world is most likely a collectible. Limited edition series. If we lose this, there may be no replacement.
Sometimes I think that maybe we all know of a secret place to go to when we have finally succeeded in destroying the world completely. Perhaps it is a secret stored in some obscure gene which will explode into our conscious mind when the bomb is ready to burst. Why else are we so cheerful about ravaging the planet, almost like a noble duty to be performed with resolve, not to be shirked from.
A secret place... God, I'm so excited!!
He probably did not take lunch or dinner breaks either. Shows. You can never create a work of exquisite beauty if you are suffering from acidity.
And looks like the use-by date is approaching. If not, then we definitely are not making sure it is kept in a cool, dry place, away from direct sunlight. After all the manufacturer is not responsible for deliberate mishandling of his product. And this world is most likely a collectible. Limited edition series. If we lose this, there may be no replacement.
Sometimes I think that maybe we all know of a secret place to go to when we have finally succeeded in destroying the world completely. Perhaps it is a secret stored in some obscure gene which will explode into our conscious mind when the bomb is ready to burst. Why else are we so cheerful about ravaging the planet, almost like a noble duty to be performed with resolve, not to be shirked from.
A secret place... God, I'm so excited!!
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