You Never Know

what you're going to find on the streets of New York.


RE: Photo: Corner of Union Square West and 15th street. Summer, 2006. NYC

Need a Hand?

I think I do.

RE: Photo: Rodin Museum, Paris. December, 2005.

This is what I feel like today.

It could be because I made chicken soup from scratch today and there was something missing. Or it's something else.

Just This

Just a picture for you today. There are too many words buzzing around my head for me to but any in proper order. I'm thinking about doing NaNoWriMo. Anyone try that yet?

Wired and Tangled

Things I am thinking about today, especially those things that annoy me (and some that don't).

1. Wires. Why does my wireless keyboard have wires? Why does the UBS hub I bought take up both of my original USB hubs? Why are things so stupid?

2. Doing work I don't want to do that actually pays, which in turn takes away from the work I want do to that will pay down the line. Isn't this the National Freelancers' Motto or something?

3. Not getting anything done on the weekends. Blurgh.

4. At least it's nice outside.

5. M-E-T-S LET'S GO METS!

6. Laundry.

7. People don't stew and mull over things for long periods of time. If they want something, they let you know. If they don't, silence is your answer. This applies to so many areas of my life--from both ends. It's unfortunate, but it's true.

8. The Simpson's new credits last night with all the references to the movie (which I saw twice) was AWESOME. It's gotta be on YouTube. Go check it out.

Gah! I haven't posted in a week. I have a good excuse: I had to travel to work. Yeah, they didn't have the internet where I was. Umm. Really. There's no internet in Denver, didn't you know?
So, since anyone who was checking this with any regularity is probably gone, I can talk about anything without worry. Right?
As I think I said, I feel like I'm pretty late to the internet-as-community party. Never was much for the message boards. But now I'm finding myself commenting on some of my friends' blogs and stuff and sometimes my friends answer back. And I'm finding that I check for those replies OBSESSIVELY. I'm a frequent blog checker anyway (yeah, yeah RSS feeds, I know. But they take all the fun out of it), but the lure of seeing if anyone saw my funny rejoinder in the comments is irresistible. Dude. I really need to stop. I have frickin' work to do.
But it all goes back to that whole "Is there anybody in there?" feeling the internet gives me. Can't you hear the hollow knocking on your monitor? That's me. I know there are thousands of people out there that I know and could know, but don't know about yet. It's overwhelming knowing there's so much out there. The vastness gives me this weird kind of claustrophobia, the same feeling I get swimming in the deep end of a pool. There are too many angles of attack, too many places to watch. Still, I venture out, trying to make connections. More hollow knocking.
Don't think I've lost the irony that I'm talking about this on a blog. No, I got that part, too. If you know what I should do about it, speak up.

Two Chairs, No Waiting

C'mon in. Sit down. Rest a spell. You can hang out in my quiet corner of the internet while I'm away for a few days. Can you water the plants? Help yourself to anything in the fridge.

Re: Photo: Houston and Lafayette. Manhattan, June, 2007.