July 2008

My wife found an email in one of my files that I forwarded to her way back in 1998.  You know back then when we all forwarded funny email to all our friends?

This was from before I was quite so thoroughly addicted so to re-read it now was much more applicable.  I have no idea of the original source of the email.  Some are definitely funnier than others.  I edited out the least funny ones.

Here’s the first ten:

You know you’re drinking too much coffee when…

1. You answer the door before people knock
2. Jaun Valdez named his donkey after you
3. You haven’t blinked since the last lunar eclipse
4. You just completed another sweater and you don’t know how to knit
5. You grind your coffee beans in your mouth
6. You sleep with your eyes open
7. You have to watch videos in fast forward
8. The only time you’re standing still is during an earthquake
9. You can take a picture of yourself from ten feet away without using the timer
10. You lick your coffee pot clean

More to come.

Pondering the flow of life on this stuffy summer day…. as Moby spins in the background.

I miss blogging - so many things come to mind to write and explore… always at inopportune times it seems… but the truth is it probably wouldn’t matter… I don’t make the time or take the opportunities.  Even Facebook takes effort.  Twitter is the path of least resistance now.

Makes me wonder if somewhere out there there are mystics missing my voice like I miss some of theirs.  Michelle Cuthbertson, Graffiti61, Nicolas Nelson, Mixed Moss… just to name a few.  Some are silent.  Maybe their “Blog Fatigue” became permanent like mine did.  Some I think must be vocal somewhere and I have just lost the URL or they have a different one now.

On days like this I also think of things attempted and failed.  Worse, the thought of trying again now brings vision, creativity, excitment!  Those ships have long since sailed, haven’t they?  Why resurrect now long after the opportunity has been missed, lost, squandered?  Where did that come from!?!  Scarier - What does that mean?!?  I think - nope I know - that I preferred the damage and fear that usually accompanies rehashing those memories.  Sick but safe.

And now Green Day is taunting through my speakers: “I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies…”

It can be deafening when you choose to listen to everything in your environment… unsettling to realize it’s all speaking to you all the time.

~nooc