I LIKE that we kill trees to make books. I love trees. I’m leaning up against one right now. I feel like a hunter of the Great Plains standing over the last gasp of a dying Buffalo when I hold a good book; admiring its achievement and its power. This book used to be alive n’ sh*t. Now it has a human soul. What kind of tree wouldn’t want to be a book…someday.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7aKiyF47yQk
