Big Thoughts, Human-sized Canvas
I just don’t know what we’re dealin’ with here. I’ll tell you one thing. I don’t want anybody losin’ their heads. You know what happens. The volume gets turned way up and the next thing you know those girls are gonna get shot. Anyway, it went out again last night…
I flashed a giant image of the CT scans of my liver onto the screen. The slide was headlined “The Elephant in the Room,” and I had helpfully inserted red arrows pointing to each of the individual tumors.
I let the slide linger, so the audience could follow the arrows…
I heard no letter from my master since
I wrote him Imogen was slain: ’tis strange:
Nor hear I from my mistress who did promise
To yield me often tidings: neither know I
What is betid to Cloten; but remain
Perplex’d in all. The heavens still must work…
