Saturday 17Jan2009 19:55
“ I started to put on my coat. That is, I looked for my coat. Naturally, I couldn’t find it.
“Where is it?” I said, frowning with a growing suspicion.
“Your coat?” said Pete. “Did you by any chance make the mistake of putting it down somewhere and then taking your eyes of it?”
I hung my head. “Yes,” I whispered guiltily.
“Well then it’s probably down at about the Eocene level by now,” Pete said, and we started burrowing into the heaps by the door.
“Where is it?” I said, frowning with a growing suspicion.
“Your coat?” said Pete. “Did you by any chance make the mistake of putting it down somewhere and then taking your eyes of it?”
I hung my head. “Yes,” I whispered guiltily.
“Well then it’s probably down at about the Eocene level by now,” Pete said, and we started burrowing into the heaps by the door.
— Terry Carr, Void editorial collected in Fandom Harvest p25, displaying why some order can be a good thing. On the other hand, too much order and you never find anything interesting.
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