November 2009

Fever dreams

last week in the middle of a strong fever, I dreampt i was standing in the Hinsdale Oasis, having a gyro. No, you dont need to guess which day it was. Anyway, I was accosted by a woman with a thick nawleans accent who said “Right where you parked out there, there was a couple of the prettiest deer you ever saw”

I explained to her that i often had deer running through my yard in the morning and evening. She said, in her delightful drawl, “Really? I just have crabs” just at one of those moments when the room gets quiet and everyone is listening. She turned bright red and looked around, confirming that everyone had heard her and was sniggering at her. “Wail, at least they’s softies” and she strode out to her car.

I should get some more sleep.

Library day

The local library, a couple blocks from the house, is open until 8:30. And tonight, while in the queue ordering some books to be shipped over from the central library, I spotted some light reading, The Gulag Archipelago by Aleksander Solzhenitsyn. I read “the Light that Fades” by Kipling and it was such a downer I had to read the soles of my shoes for four days. This promises to at least give me some tactics to use on my liberal brethren.

My mind is aglow

with whirling, transient nodes of thought careening through a cosmic vapor of invention.

Wait, maybe it’s just the chili.

On the other hand, why NOT be the first to invent Purina Geezer Chow? After this healthcare bullshit passes we’ll all be totally fucked anyway, so why not be prepared for it?

Meantime I’m succumbing to the bullshit I have been trying to avoid for a thousand years, and learning visual basic. I had hoped to arrive at 60 without having had to learn yet ANOTHER programming language, but such is not going to be my lot.

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