Speaking with my boy, the PizzaMan last night, I said something I realized later to be at least marginally wise. He said that you can't be happy all the time, and I replied, "But you have to try really hard to be sad all the time."
That said and being true, I decided today would be better.
Quiet music and black thoughts are not the way to spend an evening. I should probably have eaten something today; shame is best taken on an full stomach.
You hear a whistling overhead
Are you alive or are you dead?
It's only Thursday
You feel a shaking on the ground
A billion candles burn around
Is it your birthday?
My trips to the dentist are always so anti-climactic. The visit today was so low-key that the hygienist and I ended up talking real-estate. Nothing like someone holding a sharp metal hook in your mouth and trying to make small talk to kill some time; God knows that if I were in and out in under ten minutes I wouldn't feel like I'd gotten that... Read More
It's about seven here in Seattle. I've been home for a couple of hours, and I've been knocking around doing this and that. I just picked up some tofu phad thai and grabbed a couple bottles on Aranciata. My feet are curled up under me as I scan through the day's RSS feeds and sneak a bite or two out of my dinner. Blade Runner... Read More
Layer Cake on the screen, Word open to a new chapter in my writing project on the computer, half a pint of chocolate and peanut butter on the desk, and the outline of a vague plan to go to Tokyo for Christmas and record myself doing the robot in different places on my mind: late Sunday is treating me well. The cashew stir fry I... Read More
When you're watching a plume of your own skin drift away in the breeze as you apply a high-speed rotary tool to your own feet per doctor's advice, there comes a moment that you question your decision-making process.
Originally, I'd planned to post a tried-and-true entry about my lazy Sunday, the sweet haircut, the pleasant little meals, and the rediscovery of Neuromancer.
Then I found some videotapes that I wish I had the facilities to watch right now, but I haven't had a TV in the better part of half a decade. So sitting here listening to Radiohead's "Talk Show Host", I'm... Read More
Crazy. You live in a super-weird future that I can't even imagine most of the time.
From an email today where I was trying to explain the contortions I went through getting the latest RAM upgrade to fully recognize in my work computer.
Vacation was relaxing. It didn't start out that way, but things got better. On the flight out, I was in a window... Read More
Christ, you saw Crank? My little brothers saw that and thankfully couldn't stop laughing as they reenacted scenees from it. Damn you Statham! You had such a chance.
Oh, and news bit? Just start submitting stories or know the right people.
A citrusy slap across the face? Yeah because that's what I want, my dessert to be so unpleasantly tart/sweet/rich/etc. that my face muscles recoil involuntarily. "You sir, have SOLD ME!"
I often dream that I do stuff naked. Not a particularly comforting thought to those of you that know me in real-life, I'm sure. I just spent about twenty seconds on Google trying to analyze my latest dream, and yes, Google is oddly good at this if you know how to phrase your queries well. What I learned:
For a small percentage of you, dreaming... Read More
