Steve Martin

Setting: my brain

Dramatis personae: two perpetually arguing voices in my brain (everyone has those, right?)

Voice 1: There he is, in the fedora!  Hey, you know what would be cute?  Use the photo editing software to put Steve's fedora on the gum!

Voice 2: Ehh… no.

Voice 1: Do it!  Do it now!  He's about to get in the car, and then the entry will be over, and you'll have nothing!

Voice 2: I don't know; it seems both right-up-the-middle and meaningless.

Voice 1: You don't have the luxury of worrying about that when… hold on.  That wasn't his car.

Voice 2: Okay, good.  That buys me a little more time.  

Voice 1: Hurry!  Steve's car is right behind the first one!  You still haven't figured out a viable idea for this entry, have you?

Voice 2: It's just photos of celebrities juxtaposed with old gum.  That's enough.

Voice 1: That's not enough!  It hasn't been enough since the third entry!

Voice 2: I know, I know.  I always come up with something.  Give me a second, I'm thinking.

Voice 1: No time to think!  Put the fedora on the gum!  It'll be cute, it'll seem like something!

Voice 2:  I just… eh, I can't.

Voice 1:  Too late.  He's in the car.  You blew it, Mr. High Artistic Standards.  Game over.

Voice 2:  Hold on… what about….

Voice 1:  Huh?  I don't even get that.

Voice 2:  I know.  That's why I like it.

"Two Voices In My Head Arguing About The Steve Martin Entry" is brought to you by the August 1921 issue of The American Hatter Magazine, which reminds you:

 

Voice 2: This website has run completely off the rails.

Voice 1: For once, I agree with you.