KEITH AND KC DISCUSS NITROUS OXIDE
Keith: The idea that nitrous oxide is referred to as laughing gas. What’s so funny about it? Headz are flopping around on the floor like fresh salmon out of the sea. You’re having an epileptic fit—and everything is fine, everything is great. Granted.
When on it everything is clear. For real! Unbelievable understanding! A burst of Ok’s—I think I got it. This makes sense and that makes sense and you’re traveling the space-time continuum, you’re ready to invent the flux capacitor and break it all down and you’re going to share it with the world. Then you come out of the fish, and you don’t remember shit, all you can utter is something stupid like rubber bands are elastic. Who needs it?
KC: Maybe it’s funny in an absurd ironic sense. Theodore Dreiser, the playwright, in his play Laughing Gas, wrote the intensely linear time trajectory of human events is embedded in an ocean of eternal reoccurrence, and human beings experiencing those events are merely mechanical puppets—their strings are pulled by the eternal forces of Time—and in the revelation of our mechanical nature lies the source of laughing gas’s nature. Maybe Dreiser has hit a whippit or three million because I think he nailed it. That existential pattern may be the source of all laughter.
Keith: You’re too smart for me, girl.
KC: Behave, ya rockhead!
