April 5, 2003

  • It’s a quiet morning here in the coffee shop.  I swore if I walked in and found an irresistible lovely that I’d swoon like a youth being drawn into a state of all-encompassing entrancement.  So fucking silly.  That.


    I received news yesterday that my sister, Jude, is under hospital care.  Without advance warning or previous diagnosis, she dove into diabetic coma.  She barely got to the hospital in time to survive but is in stable condition and under observation now.  I believe that they now need to diagnose the type of diabetes, establish a treatment dosage, and insure that she is otherwise non-symptomatic before pondering her release to self-care.


    I was in a corner bar with a buddy last night when the lights first browned out, then flickered, then went black entirely for an expanse of about 20 seconds, only to be fully-restored thereafter.  My buddy immediately noticed something strange about a remote corner window of the bar and went to investigate.  Seems that it had blown out during the black-out.  Not only that, but it was thick glassblock-type glass that was strewn evenly along a narrowly straight line for 40 feet in front of the joint and into the corner intersection.  My buddy came back declaring that we had probably been struck by lightning.  Yet there was no storm in the area and there definitely was no report of thunder.  I know of no lightning that strikes without accompanying thunder and  I’ve never heard of ‘silent thunder’ .  I’m at a loss to explain what I witnessed as a result of any known natural phenomenon. 


    I’ve been a bit strung-out in the blogosphere lately like a destinationless AM radio wave bouncing back and forth between the lithosphere and the stratosphere. 

    *looks back*   Damn.  You know you’re deep into the Matrix when you resort to using a technological metaphor to attempt to excise yourself from an even more complex technological conundrum.

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