Although I’m smack in the middle of life I have an overwhelming sensation that I’m at the end of a long parabola, like a cannon ball flying out of the air to bury itself in mud. Looking back out of the hole I can see the vapor trail of my flight; ascent, apex, fall, and eventual landing. But where am I, and what next? Gah, there’s a bug on my nose.

It was Cognitive Slips Weekend as I carefully told stories to the people who’d originally told them, put frozen food in the cupboard, tripped over the cat, and forgot to pay important bills. I didn’t have to croc wrestle servers during the Super Bowl since we mostly solved those problems and my boss was on the job. I managed to cook a good dinner. Tip: the sweet smoked Spanish paprika is really good stuff. It gives a pleasant warm smoky flavor without much spicy heat.

We live as we dream, alone.

I’m not sure whether the juveniles or the Christian novel for adults is a better line to get involved in. The salute to marriage has possibilities. Perhaps a set of small, handmade erotic Pillow Books of Light?

Oh crap he has a self help book and a bible of his own.

http://www.lrb.co.uk/v27/n03/wein01_.html

Depressing and accurate and then depressing again and so damn accurate. Our government knows no shame, nor any saving grace.

Seedy, hung over sorority girl on the phone with a friend: “So I hear you got a little frisky on the bus. Congratulations! You’re the only one out of the group who hooked up!”

I like: Pizza; Sake; my cat; Ooiso’s spicy teriyaki rice bowl; Gypsy brass band music; verminefasciste; moderates; agnostics; disruptive influences; koi fish; rain.

I dislike: really, that’s not important right now.

I’m 40 and it’s not old enough to be nostalgic yet. You kids over there, stoppit.

Lonely is an eyesore.

No..

Local musician J. played at D’s tonight. He’s a very nice guy and I like his circle of friends. However he is riffing on U2 songs from about 1988 and doesn’t stop. Embarrassing. He joined us between sets and the conversation turned to comedians. There was a meta conversation about Andy Kaufman’s disturbing later career and his habit of making people uncomfortable with forced humor. The meta wasin the sense that J. is an Andy Kaufman character who tries very hard to be wacky and it’s embarrassing. I was waiting for Tony Clifton to appear, or at least for someone to throw a wrestling move.

After the Uncomfortable Comedy Show he did another set of acoustic outtakes from “The Unforgettable Bore”. I think I’ve said it before, but Christian Evangelical Art of all kinds suits Joyce’s quote about the Irish, that their art was the cracked mirror of Europe. It’s all 20 years behind the times, earnest, squeaky-clean, sterile, dead. The music is all this blowdried-beard white soul, like Harry Chapin hauled out of the grave by A&R Jesus and told to make something the grunge kids would like, you know, that new beat combo sound.

In better news, XLNT chicken & cheese tamales with tomato sauce, fresh tomatoes, oregano, and a small can of chipotles in adobo sauce work very well. One of the best meals I’ve had recently and almost all of it from a package?

Who’s got the 10 1/2?

On my client (iChat) I can’t respond to you when you do this. So, I’m not being evil or rude and I don’t hate you. I am just not allowed by our mutual configurations to converse.

I suggest having a list of people you don’t mind seeing you online, rather than being invisible, if you want to communicate better with others.

And now back to our feature presentation: “If At All Possible Involve a Cow”, starring John “Mad Dog” Ashcroft and Kiki Dee.