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Friday, October 26, 2001 - 12:01 p.m. -
Beware the kitties.

Tuesday, October 23, 2001 - 05:08 p.m. -
Good review of a great film. I don't think Ginger Snaps is playing around here yet, but it's a must-see as far as I'm concerned. Watch for it.

Monday, October 22, 2001 - 05:44 p.m. -
As I was walking down Broadway today, I noticed several hand-painted flags outside one of the churches. One pro-gay, another seemingly pro-kid (who's anti-kid?), but the last one actually made me laugh out loud.

It had a ring of symbols of the world's religious traditions: a crescent, a Buddha-head (strange choice, but aren't they all), a star of David, etc. In the middle was a cross crowned with the words "King of Diversity." Yeah! That's the spirit.

Friday, October 19, 2001 - 12:08 p.m. -
So insane. Twins making thousands of clay kitty figurines in Civil War uniforms.

Friday, October 19, 2001 - 11:26 a.m. -
You've probably already heard about this, but some poor schmoe in Philadelphia was just kept off his flight based on his reading material. Then the airport security and airline (United) lied to him and his family repeatedly about the incident. Awesome.

Wednesday, October 17, 2001 - 01:58 p.m. -
Why not another writing-game unit?

Diamond Landlords

The diamond-point of ecstasy punctures the small dancing crowd at a particular, irrational, unnamable time. The single wound touches every heart in the group at once, and out floods red light from eighteen chakras like video game fireworks. Smiles jump uptempo as nine couples form six triples and then one eighteen-celled colony that bends and pulls and brightens the cloudy night sky. The traffic flow of souls slows to watch but no one minds, of course, hair and clothes dripping pink sweat, eyes blue and brown wide open and then mostly white reflecting their invisible tenants backwards and upside-down.

This is not a happy occasion but of course happy got left far behind. Monkey bodies can't understand the light like that, but create, exploit, and destroy it, see? Some monkey bodies feel the problem and try to hide, landlords in absentia, but peek out and chatter and can't help their nature. We repeat that we love them and honor them, compassion forbids otherwise. The twin tragedies of love and joy play out between the eyes and hands of the bodies despite and because of their ignorance.

Eighteen in a line now, straight as can be but stretching the limits of abstraction. In one long moment, their cable snaps, traffic resumes, eyes close, and the persistent universe returns to its chores.

Wednesday, October 17, 2001 - 01:56 p.m. -
I just had another I-love-this-job moment: sitting in bed, sipping tea, reading about cutting-edge AI, and keeping my toes warm in an autumn sunbeam. Let the good times roll.

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