Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

it is not your father's Old Screen
the one he fell asleep to in his easy chair
it is the New Screen, the one you talk back to
it is freedom at last, and the onset of assimilation
in old beer joints they used to jaw at each other
now their ghostly faces all peer into screens

true story. it was a surreal scene down at the neighborhood tavern-- at least 2/3 of the folks at the bar peering intently into their little screens ...

sheesh.

Cafe Nola where I hang is tv less....guess what, we all have our faces buried in our mobile devices instead