October 2, 2003

  • I was feeling somewhat disgruntled, dejected, down, and even (but have I ever been?) depressed on my walk downtown on the way into work today.  First, it’s freezing almost (36 degrees F.).  Second, management hasn’t offered even a ‘good job’ on my successful project management (this, in a venue where projects are never completed 100% on time).  Third, well, third can only be understood by the lonely.


     


    Anyway, wrestling with  such self-analysis on passage down a side street, I suddenly reached an insight and blurted out: “Fuck it.  I’ve got plenty of nothing!”  And with that, my inner lighthouse beam relit (and how, at sight of this, I imagined, the sirening mermaids at sea did flap their fins in glee).


     


    Then, right then (I swear), I looked up and saw this:


     



     


      Oh yeah, baby.

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