Wednesday, September 24, 2003
Schroedinger’s Bus
The M4 to Sibley Hospital is simultaneously late and on time, up until the point that an outside observer determines that the bus is late.
And as of late, I’ve observed it becoming later and later.
It should not take me 45 minutes to take a bus to work when I can walk to work in [...]
Saturday, September 20, 2003
Last night, I remembered why modern man invented the electric light. I remembered why it was so important for early man to have fire. Connecticut Avenue, being a main thoroughfare, has all of its streetlights powered. The side streets between Connecticut and Nebraska, however, are a different story altogether.
As I [...]
Friday, September 19, 2003
Now all I’m hearing is the wonderful music of chainsaws. The sun is out. It’s relatively warm. I’ve had breakfast. And other than the phone call from work, I’m doing okay. Thankfully, it’s nothing that I have to go in for. I’ve got power and internet.
I’ve even been out [...]
Thursday, September 18, 2003
Now with the lightning and the thunder and the wind.
And Fight Club.
I love this movie. I could start the movie, pick a random location, and enjoy that scene. I think the movie is that well crafted. If you haven’t seen it before, go out and watch it. Ask one of your [...]
Thursday, September 18, 2003
Everyone knows it’s windyyyyyyy!!
*cough*
In any case, it has begun. The rain has started, albeit lightly. The wind has started to pick up. It’s a bit tentative, but it makes its presence known through the not so gentle scratching of the magnolia tree against the windows in my family room.
The police have started [...]
Thursday, September 18, 2003
So, I’ll admit it. I’m one of those, “last minute” grocery people during imminent natural disasters. Oh yeah, that’s me, in line, with the milk, and the cereal, and the bottled water.
I have the day off today, which was convenient for people like me. So I went to Joe’s, down [...]
Monday, September 15, 2003
Guacamole Doritos make me shudder. Not in anticipation, but in fear. What ever happened to non powdered guacamole, the kind made 30 minutes before the party, with a squeeze of lime, and just the right amount of kick?
Like how Sarah makes hers?