Dust Devil
Once while experimenting with excorporealization (out of body travel) my discombobulated essence got sucked into Dan Fogelberg's, "New Year's Song." I basically became that tune. I spent January of '03 being played over the loudspeakers in Fry's Grocery Stores. I missed a lot of work. Thankfully my efforts there were such no one noticed. Eventually I escaped during one of those interruptions where prerecorded messages are played trumpeting various sales items.
—Garth Gould
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