- 26 June 2004
- No. 2,840 (cartoon)
- How do you know?
You do or you dont.
I just know.
- 27 June 2004
- Sevenths versus Elevenths, Then Nineteenths
- I was working on permutations of cloud response vectors when Belinda dropped by to berate me.
Elevenths, not sevenths! Belinda admonished.
Had I been using elevenths, she would have castigated me for not using sevenths or seventeenths. Belinda loves berating me, and I delight in annoying her, so I switched to nineteenths.
Belinda and I have an unusual relationship; we love each other.
- 28 June 2004
- Im enjoying a lovely reunion with Ayako after almost eight years apart. Shes opening her eyes in ways she never imagined, and Im pleased I could show her a thing or two. Her transfiguration is as amazing as it is rare.
- 29 June 2004
- When poets arent in trouble, they write bad poetry. And when poets are in trouble, they write more bad poetry. Im so very glad Im a worthless artist instead of a worthless poet.
I create bad art, not bad poetry, and so, tonight, I made a print, Ex-Voto, for a dear friend. In fact, the piece is nothing more than a cryptic message between said lovely friend and me. For anyone else, its a waste of vision.
- 30 June 2004
- The Island of Reversible Destiny
- Helena told me shes spending the entire month of September on The Island of Reversible Destiny. I didnt ask whether she was joking; there are a very few things I dont want to know.
- 1 July 2004
- For months and months, Ive been looking at a door thats slightly ajar. Ive always been fascinated by what may be on the other side, but was very reticent to explore. Its one of those doors you can only try once, then it either opens or closes forever. Ive spent a very long time trying to find the courage to try the door that could change my life, and finally decided that tonight was the night.
Having steeled myself for the probability the door would close, I tried it. It didnt close. It didnt open, either. The door didnt even budge, but I heard that I set all sorts of gears in motion.
Its now almost midnight, and it looks like it will be days before it moves in one direction or the other. Im delighted that it didnt shut immediately, but I feel dizzy and weak at the prospect of days of suspense. I know waiting to find out whether or not Ill spend the rest of my life on the other side of the door is a relatively minuscule period of time, but logic and math provide no comfort.
- 2 July 2004
- Looking Dinner in the Eye
- I like eating fish, especially trout. I feel like a real animal when I look dinner in the eye. Having said that, my thin veneer of civilization makes me hesitatealbeit very brieflybefore eating another creature. Thats why Im very selective when I shop for trout.
Some trout lead exciting lives frolicking in mountain lakes, that sort of thing. Id hate to be responsible for sponsoring the death of a happy fish, so I look for trout that look tired of life, and greet death as a welcome escape from a tedious existence.
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