Friday, January 12, 2007

Bumper Cars

Sometimes I wish you could play bumper cars with real cars. In a desperate search for Q tips today, I found "hot peanuts" in the door compartment. I thought about throwing them out the window, and then I worried, that If I did they would hit the ground and bounce all over the road like happy skittles from the sky. Alas, I did not throw them and hope they will still be there when I return. Alas, so will the Q tips I found.

Wednesday, January 3, 2007

The Carnal nature of a push pin

Bulletin boards hate me, they are always full of disorganized layers of important information, most of which is lost on me, cause I like the pictures instead of the words. There is a collective subconscious pattern that we are all trying to follow when we put postings on bulletin boards. The pattern is based on this truth: the more important the information the more useless crap you should pile on top. This is why Google doesn't get better at its job over time.

Tuesday, January 2, 2007

The newest of new years

Greetings from a new year,
Something about my holiday was great this time around family friends and a steady helping of food. One thing that seems to permeate these experiences, a subtly haunting feeling always seems creeping. The clock seems determined: the passage of time like a background to the holidays, the presents are different, you no longer wait on Santa, and the feeling that yes there can in fact be something as too much food.

I couldn't tell what it was about time that persistently seemed to say, hey! time continues marching on keep up! Perhaps it was that New Years is a Holiday devoted entirely to counting down. Like we all are celebrating the steady march towards the end: prisoners doing the jail house rock. It's magical