Exterior: Boulevard
Dearest Hvgggllllaaahh Kellog,
It was with the greatest delight that I received your enchanting insights into the laborious yet crucial presentation we are drafting for institutional review at the forthcoming @312AMm Conference. Receiving your transmissions never fails to whet my proboscis for a more detailed nectar-driven data analysis. Fourth transgenic AMm homozygous yields were already 85% above nominal (N2), but your enlightened suggestion of incorporating Omnilarval Epoch Luminaries increased yields to a record setting 92.3% (N5)! The original cast of Hello Dolly! alone contributed to a +.05 variance when adjusted to timestream midpoint ##648.57 (stellar modes 9&12 Barkensdale Suspension Margins with a Thompson Telecaster). Further, immunofluorescent compounds appeared naturally in Thatcher derivative cultures exhibiting a strong preference for funky disco with a hint of klezmer. I can’t do that.
I share your strong belief that we have at long last found the most fruitful avenue towards greatening our understanding of our small corner of the known Macromaggot, hörnet av gröna bönor gryta. The Omnilarval Epoch was already dancing off the tongues of those who attended our last Sunnyside Mountain Summit for the Acrimoniously Engorged, but I do believe that we have outdone ourselves now. The names Hvgggllllaaahh and Harfingle might yet stick to the malformed superior olivary complexes of our peers.
That said, I have decided to expound upon your preliminary act, keeping intact the essence of our message, but adding a Euro-friendly backbeat for those inclined towards Glacial Maximal Era rhythms. Fear not, Dr. Kellog, there is hope yet in the larval white lovers of your quadrant. The air is quaint here on the vessel. It reminds me of my youth, shoveling mineral deposits from the dried ponds of Kimball Hill for eventual incorporation into your complete breakfast. The taste is of copper and the powder makes my tarsus slip off these slick, silica walls. Do not despair our present, for the future belongs to the myiasis.
Always,
Harfingle Cockrude
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Exterior: Boulevard
Fade in character type class A.357.88 (Allen Posterior, 2nd review) “Gallant Anti-Utilitarian/Green Surplus Jacket/Brooding Romantic/Smokes-to-Write-Writes-to-Smoke/Heartthrob” (90s) – (brown hair) thoroughfare cycle race (messenger bag, backwards cap) black and white motocross (Eastern European nemesis, laughs and spits but does not look forward) “Coffee Shop” music (vague, indifferent resistance, drooling bridge) close up on subconjunctival hemorrhage (voiceover in latin, oakley glasses, alternately tuned bass) sidewalk past guard who looks dismayed and annoyed at his(her) ineffectualness (swipes past trees, nemesis stops at gate) the letters MM in the hills above (smokestacks) A.357.88 with Tori Amos album in hand, singing.