Two Bugs in an Office with a Severed Head

You know, this time we don’t get to blame Adam; the white-collar rank and file would not have these problems if they had collective bargaining rights.

On the upside, the old lady was already dead; it’s not like the li’l bugger went on a spree.

Which raises another point about spree violence: Economic security might help reduce the number of incidents. So would good mental health benefits.

No, I don’t really have a plan for accomplishing all that, but, hey, if Bernie Sanders can make it this far without studying his own platform, it seems worth mentioning.

Yeah, you know, maybe I should just stick with bad puns and perverse vapidity for filler.

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Image note: Detail of Bug Martini by Adam Huber, 4 May 2016.

The Lesser of Buggy Quietudes

There is this: I don’t think “pastoral” is a proper adjective for an office scene.

No, that’s not a setup to a Max Weber joke. Then again, would that be Sheep Bug or Vicar Bug?

Either way, it does eventually involve killbots. And has nothing to do with either sheep or clergy.

That, and since we already know the name of the first single, what should we call the band? Adam and the _____? And no, we’re not rebooting 1977.

Oh, wait, I know: Huberphonic.

Never mind.

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Image note: Detail of Bug Martini by Adam Huber, 2 November 2015.