Wouldn't it be funny if surrounding condo residents called and complained about the noise anyway?
Or what if the eerie silence creeped them out and they called to complain that it was, "quiet..almost...too quiet."
One of my favorite Vonnegut stories concerned a town that shot off a civil-war era cannon every day at noon. After many years of this tradition one day there was a problem and the cannon wasn't ready in time. At exactly one second past noon everybody in town turned to each other and said "What was that?"
The Tin Hat and Jules Maes will be participating as well.
As did Re-bar.
this worked (neumos report).
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