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March 2, 2006

Y'know, I think I might just do away with this whole "redesign the look of the web page every month" thing. It is, quite simply, a pain in the ass. In fact, I think I'm going to get rid of the monthy archives altogether. Why? Because it is a pain in the ass. Or: PITA, for those who dig acronyms. Henceforth, I shall archive whenever I damn well please.
Let's hear it for anarchy, kids.

And while we're at it, let's hear it for Alti-tech (the company I'm currently working for, yo) - we got our first unsolicited sale this morning! There's a fella down in Louisiana gone be usin' some fine new lithium-ion batteries in the next coupl'a days. If that ain't one helluva thing, I don't know what is.
It's nice to see things finally starting to take off. Sure, there's plenty more work to be done, and plenty more days to be spent wondering whether or not this venture is going to succeed - but isn't that what business is all about? Thing is, as of today we're out there; the fact that some dude in the Deep South can stumble across our web page and order something boggles the mind a little bit, but is incredibly heartening. Hell, Hanna (our administrator) found a site written in Czech mentioning our latest press release. How crazy is that?
Anyway. That's enough gratuitous use of italics for now.

"And I come ten thousand miles away,
With not one thing to show
It was a train that took me away from here
But a train can't bring me home."
- Tom Waits, Train Song

Just a brief sound bite of what I'm listening to at the moment. That particular line always gets me. Likely because it seems eerily accurate, somehow.
Whew! I almost wrote: "eerily a propos, somehow", but then I remembered we're shunning italics at the moment. Close one.
For a fella that has managed to bumble his way around the world, I still find myself with surprisingly few answers. Sure, it might just be that I've learned to ask increasingly difficult questions, but that is surprisingly little comfort when all is said and done. I take a moment to tally my accomplishments and list my achievements and find myself staring at a chaotic and unusual group of experiences and events that brings me no closer to any particular end at all.
And maybe that's what it is. Maybe my life is naught but a cautionary tale: a reminder that those seemingly possessed of talent and ability are not necessarily exempt from toil. I've always believed that success (whatever that might be) was inevitable; didn't matter if I actually did anything about it. Too smart for my own good; that's what I get accused of.

They're probably right.

February 27, 2006

Just finished watching Grizzly Man. Wow.

I think I need to take a walk.

February 23, 2006

Troubling dreams last night. In one, I fell off some sort of ship and landed in a school of jellyfish, waking just as I lost 'consciousness' in my dream. In another, I found myself chased by bikers intent on removing my eyeballs with plastic forks, waking just as the menacing white tines pierced my cornea. Please don't think that I'm trying to be overly dramatic or that I've slipped into some deep melancholy - I just had some weird dreams last night, is all.

Don't have much else to say, to be honest. It's been kind of a non-month, as far as creativity is concerned. Perhaps the near-thirty consecutive days of rain had a significant effect on my mood after all. Then again, maybe I've just been geeking out and playing video games every spare moment of the day. Either way, you'll never know.

Oh, I suppose I should let you all know that it looks like I'm going to be sporting a new facial scar - got a nice little cut on my chin last Saturday night. Long story short, I was leapfrogging parking meters until I failed. Catastrophically.
Yes, I'd had a few drinks. No, it wasn't the first meter I tried to vault over. Yes, I sacked myself as well. No, I didn't go home. Yes, it probably needed stitches. No, I didn't get any. I had to go to karaoke. I'm sure you understand.