This whole regular-person routine? We get plenty of it as it is. I say let's relax our collective rictus of abject normality and celebrate the surreal for a change. Bark twice if you agree. So let's get together and make our own readymades. Play a few rounds of exquisite corpse. Recite poems by heart we don't know yet. Make some provisional plans with permanent ink. If all else fails, we'll simply fail in a new way. Arf arf.