Now the girl in the red dress talks to you all, as the boat begins its passage down the slow stream. And her words make sense of everything.

She gives you peace.
She gives you meaning.

And she bids her brother goodbye.

~Neil Gaiman, "The Wake." In memory of those now dead.

Time to think back...months and months ago, I found a cell phone in the parking lot by my apartment. There are lots of options when you do this: I decided to call the number listed under "Mom" and see if she knew whose phone it was and how I could possibly contact the owner to get the darned thing back to him (calling him was, of course, not a ( Read more... )

So should I just forget what you said back then?

It's not like I have any reason to think you read this journal...but...now that things have changed...?

By what I promised, I can't say any more.

Today marked the end of the first series of trapeze classes. It's not a particularly important transition--we'll take a week off, then meet at the same place, same time, with the same people, picking up exactly where we left off--the biggest difference from any objective sort of viewpoint is that we'll be writing the studio another check. But ( Read more... )

Stamps...trivial little pieces of paper that are mostly good as a passport, sending other little pieces of paper across the world. And today a stamp sent me through time ( Read more... )

So a few years back, there was a new product on the market called "Pepsi Blue." It was, as might be expected of the name, blue. No, I mean BLUE. As in Gatorade. Antifreeze. Smurf juice ( Read more... )

I have come to the conclusion that circus tricks are characterized by being the most fun you can have with your clothes on ( Read more... )

Haven't you ever wanted to get to yell "STOP THE PRESSES!" and have it actually be in the right context? Well, I got to do that just yesterday. Yes indeed: I stopped the production of a legitimate newspaper for breaking news. Sadly, this meant I had to skip some trashy television I was looking forward to ( Read more... )

Lately, I've had great difficulty communicating with people. Friends have, for no apparent reason, started neglecting to return calls, or completely flaking out when we agreed to spend time together. Heck, when I called my parents last night they said hi and asked if it was okay if they called me back later. This is a fairly annoying occurrence ( Read more... )

There's a Chevrolet advertisement on. It's been on heavily lately, because they're aggressively marketing their sale. Specifically, it's a sale where "you pay the price on the tag."

This is why I despair for mankind.