May 2009
- May 10
- the subjunctive mood
The month of May always, always makes me think of possibility. It is, I suppose, merely a function of the lengthening of days. The sunset continues to inch further and further north, and closer and closer to 8 pm, while the earliest rays of dawn encroach upon my dreams earlier and earlier.
· Read more… - May 11
- always, always uncertainty
May gray is in full effect, and I'm dragging in the mornings, my eastward commute cloaked in sea-borne fog. Everything felt out of sync for some reason, and instead of listening to the morning shows, I ended up plugging in my iPod.
· Read more… - May 13
- fuggedaboutit
I haven't been sleeping well lately. Which sucks, because how I feel when I wake up pretty much dictates how the rest of the day goes.
· Read more… - May 15
- like a ladder to the sun
For a while, I couldn't get the Yeah Yeah Yeahs "Zero" out of my head. The lyrics are pretty sparse, but people have come up with interesting interpretations. The idea of the song referring to a prostitute does seem to fit. But, maybe because the bass-line reminds me of an engine, or a propeller, "zero" makes me think of the Mitsubishi Zero, the mainstay of the Imperial Japanese air force during World War II, and of kamikazes.
· Read more… - May 17
- lost my train of thought
So that 5.0 earthquake in Lennox threw me off for a bit, and I'm just trying to reassemble my thoughts.
· Read more… - May 18
- endure
The hill loomed before him. His legs began to ache, and maybe there was even a little numbness in his fingers. He was just terribly out of shape. To put it bluntly, his body was a shambling ruin, encased in pounds upon pounds of fat. He drew deeper, sharper breaths. The cold air raked his lungs, sort of how he imagined an aerosol of glass would feel, only he knew he was exaggerating as usual. Sweat beaded, then trickled down his face.
· Read more… - May 25
- wandering
Would it be the mountains? Or the sea? It had been a long time since he had seen the south-facing beaches, so he decided it would be the sea. He would go west, west toward the sunset, following the ancient road leading out of the city, the King's road, though no king ruled any longer.
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- May 25
- what is gone is gone
He found it strange how an old song that his dad always used to listen to on his cassette player had embedded itself so deeply into his brain that when he heard it again, it instantly took him to a time and place he could scarcely remember, a past that never was, memories that had faded into a story, into lore, more akin to fantastic fiction than to anything he had actually lived through.
· Read more… - May 25
- running Mac OS 9 in Leopard x86
I was never much of a Mac user before OS X came out, mostly because I thought Macs sucked, and until OS X, they never had preemptive multitasking. But I did use System 7 quite a bit in college, because if you wanted to go to the printer and publish a magazine, you had to send them a QuarkXpress file, and the only machines we had access to that had the specs to run Quark were Macs.
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