You know the war’s going badly when a dolphin decides to go AWOL.
Mar 292003
Mar 282003
I felt ambitious last night and completed my story in a three-hour marathon of writing. It clocks in at just under 20,000 words. Probably too long, but I’m not sure what to cut. I need someone to read and critique it for me. In a moment of “why the fuck not,” I e-mailed it to Neil Gaiman’s assistant in an attempt to get him to look at it. I’m not expecting a reply.
The Agonist is a good place to get late updates on the war. I check it a few times a day. I have a sort of weird admiration for these bloggers. It takes a lot of dedication to keep watching the news and poring over news sites. You guys are lucky that I update 2-3 times a week. I could get all haughty and claim that I have a life, but we all know that’s not true.
Hey, my best friend and his lovely wife just had a baby girl. Wanna see a picture? She’s a real cutie.
Everybody together now. AWWWWWW!
Mar 252003
I haven’t been writing much because I’m in the home stretch of finishing my story. And the war has got me feeling like there’s not much worth saying right now. We’re still stupid. We’re still arrogant. Same shit, different day. But I’m trying not to let the Bushies and dittoheads and Bible thumpers get me down. I downloaded one of the shorts from the Animatrix website. Now I remember why I have broadband.
Mar 182003
Right now, I’m really glad I wasn’t a Swedish teenager living in the 70s. Damn.
Mar 172003
Somehow, I’m not surprised by the Orwellian tendencies of some of our government lackeys.
For those of you who put money in the office pool, it looks like hostilities will commence sometime Wednesday evening. At this point, my attitude can basically be described as “just get the damn thing over with. ” We can march and sign more petitions, but I don’t think it matters anymore. I just hope this doesn’t get too ugly. I keep thinking someone will use this as an excuse to blow up the Mall of America. Not that anyone needs an excuse.
And this weird virus is freaking me out. I think I’ll just stop reading the news.
Mar 122003
I’m about halfway through my vacation and it’s been pretty pleasant so far. I’m closing in on sixty pages with my little project and I hope to wrap it up soon. I’m also nearly finished with this 900-page monster of a novel that I’ve been reading.
My computer has been running Seti@Home for a few years now. For those of you not in the know, it’s a program that analyzes small chunks of data from the Arecibo telescope for signals that might be originating from extraterrestrial civilizations. The program runs as a screensaver on millions of computers around the world, so in essence we’re all parts of one big supercomputer. Anyway, I just read an article stating that they will be taking a closer look at the top 150 signals. Whether or not they actually find something remains to be seen, but I think this one of the most exciting ways for the average person to participate in real science. People give me funny looks when I explain the project to them, but I like to think intelligence is not limited to this little pale blue dot of ours. And I get tired of people lumping this with X-files crap like cow mutilations and abductions. I liked the show, but I don’t believe aliens have ever (and probably will never) come to our out-of-the-way corner of the galaxy. But that doesn’t mean we’re alone.
Some people believe in God. I believe in the Drake Equation.
Mar 082003
I have a week’s worth of vacation coming up next week. In that time, I hope to finish this mess of a story I’ve been writing. Other than that, I don’t have any real plans. For someone with a disability like mine, it’s easier to just stay home and not travel anywhere. The last time I flew somewhere, someone had to carry my ass on and off two malfunctioning planes before we took off. And that was before 9/11. If I tried to fly now, I’m almost certain I’d get strip searched because of my swarthy Semitic features. So, amidst all the madness, this cripple is sticking close to home.
Okay, it’s nearly 2 and I’ve been up since 6:30. I’m feeling myself slip into that trancelike state that comes with utter exhaustion. I better sign off before…
Zzzzzzz….
Mar 042003
I’m tired and my neck is stiff from typing, so I’ll be brief.
Okay, now I’m really pissed. How dare Bush and his cronies delay production on what is sure to be a cinematic masterpiece. Bastards.
By the way, sign this.
Mar 012003
I was saddened to hear about the death of Mr. Rogers . I have vivid memories of watching his show right after Sesame Street on weekday afternoons. Those two shows had a profound influence on my personal set of morals. Watch out, parents, public television will turn your kid into a lifelong liberal. Remember The Electric Company? Morgan Freeman was on it and had this big-ass afro before he became a big shot movie star.