9 Chickweed Lane by Brooke McEldowney for June 05, 2005
Transcript:
"Yesterday evening, just at dusk, I watched a bat circle the traffic light at 57th Street and Broadway. It circled and circled, never going anywhere, never achieving an end, and no one noticed because no one ever looked up to see the little solitary bat." "I hope it got what it was looking for." "Bats don't look. They use echolocation." "I hope it got what it was echolocating for." "I don't think "echolocating" is a word." "It sort of makes you think about the futility of life, the ceaseless circling, with nobody even looking up to notice...when there isn't even a word for what you're doing." "If I let you use the word "echolocating," would you shut up about the bat?" "Okay..."echolocating."" "Is that a gerund?" "I'm going to scream." "Shutting up."