Whistling: loud Origami: can be used to make a whistle mute
Whistling: not an activity to engage in windy weather Origami: not an activity to engage in windy weather
Whistling: not to be confused with recer playing Origami: even less to be confused with recer playing
Whistling: can be used to mimic a mobile telephone Origami: a use for outdated telephone books
Whistling: a good activity to while away time at a bus stop Origami: a good activity to while away time at a bus stop
Whistling: a good topic for a master’s thesis Origami: a good use for otherwise useless certificate of completion, after flunking master’s thesis
Whistling: a good activity to while away time while waiting to speak to the university about readmission to the master of business administration program Origami: a good use for the papers you filled out wrong (in ink) applying for re-entry at the university
Whistling: a good conversation starter Origami: a good conversation starter
Whistling: is enjoyable to play on a Rose Origami: is enjoyable to fold a rose
Whistling: keeps this thread from being OT Origami: (see above, under “Whistling”)
The creepy detective in Blade Runner leaves an origami as calling card. I need to see this movie again. I hated it when i saw it (grieving from the death of our dog at the time), but all my memories of it are pretty cool. Except for the sappy ending.
Oh, and has anybody read the original story? I think it’s called “Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?”, which i think is a great title.
whistling: can get you beat up by school bullies. origami: can get you beat up by school bullies.
There are a few endings floating around, check out the ‘director’s cut’. BR is Ridley Scott’s masterpiece. The book was written by Phillip K. Dick (he also wrote Gov. Arnold’s ‘Total Recall’)
Walden, your avatar is what made me me think of BR, it does look like the unicorn.
P. K. Dick’s book “Valis” was an interesting if picaresque read -suggestively autobiographical, as the protagonist’s name was Horselover Fat (Phillip=horse fancier, from the Greek, and Dick=fat, from the German). If you like travelogues into struggles with mental illness, that one might entertain on a rainy day.
Or not.
I don’t recall any origami (or whistles, for that matter) in the book.
The strangest thing about Puppetry of the Penis is not that it existed in the first place, although that is strange, or that it became a Broadway show, which is very strange, but that when the creators of the show decided to go on tour with it, they held auditions and found replacements for the Broadway version.
I would have thought it was unique to the two gentlemen who started it, but apparantly any Dick or Willie with an Actors’ Equity card and the requisite lack of modesty can be trained in the art of organgami. Though I bet I could muster up “The Armless Centurion” or “The Toadstool,” and perhaps “The Leaning Tower of Pisa,” the thought of further folding and, uh, manipulation leads me straight to “The Scared Turtle.”
It’s probably best that I leave at least one layer of combed cotton and one layer of corduroy between my potential Broadway star and the world.
