Wednesday afternoon in November.

letters to Pilar

Pilar sent me an email letting me know she'd be home late, and asking if I could drive our son to Taekwondo.
i'll see if i can rally... loaded up on drugs this morning and the headache subsided, but it's really starting to pound again. this afternoon it moved to the left side, so I imagine a pleasing sort of symmetry to my brain embolisms. hopefully the dying neurons will make an interesting shape when they give me a PET scan. I'm hoping for a butterfly.

Temprano Regurgitans

Possible blog based solely on the random crap my mind spews forth upon awakening: Temprano Regurgitans. Why does the day need to be so long? I would like it better if I only had to be awake for fourteen minutes. It really only needs to be long enough to eat a bowl of cereal and go back to bed. There was more, but I forget what.

What is love?

why do all campaign strategists have mustaches

Afternoon

Meta Rage

Is Newt Eraserhead?

Lunch Wounds

Fffffffffffffffuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!
Before lunch:
Made a half inch gash, deep into my thumb whilst grabbing the mail out of my mailbox.  How is that even possible?  It was all junk mail, not even a bill. 
After lunch:
Made a deep cut on the top of the middle knuckle  of my right index finger while putting my gym bag in my car.  Bleeding through band aid. 



Tell my wife I love her.

Irony City

Clouds inside my Coke bottle.

Lately, I have been spending way too much time thinking about the clouds that form in my Coke bottle when I first open them up.  I took several pictures of this phenomenon this morning, since I had to have a Coke because of a headache.  I thought I would take a "before" picture of the unopened bottle and an "after" picture of the opened bottle showing the tiny cloud that forms just above the liquid.  This didn't quite work out as I had expected.  However, I found the shot I took looking down the neck of the opened bottle kind of captivating.  I blew it up a bit, and then pulled it into Gimp to play with hue and saturation.  I kind of like the blue.

First place I left my body

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This was the location of a bad car crash I was in.  Before the impact, I remember seeing the roadway through the rear window.  There was a bluish light illuminating things I hadn't seen before.  When I came to,  I was standing outside the wreck, looking at the electrical lines snapping from the telephone pole I'd knocked down.  A policeman came and took me over to his cruiser and had me sit in the front seat while they tried to get in touch with my parents.