It’s all good… really… it’s all good… see… right?
What shapes do you see in the fire?
A source of ambiguous stimuli is an excellent tool with which to examine the self.
What you are thinking of most will appear... what you want... what you fear... what you need...
I didn't write much yesterday, so it was easy to chew off another week of the backlog and get it recorded for the podcast.
Then, I rest and daydream on the topics I've got in the hopper:
Very little results from that, but what does usually ends up in my drafts and snippets folder.
Sometimes when I wake up the next day, that folder produces a completed story, or I change the ending of one I just wrote that didn't end as well as I wanted.
"cop out" lines really suck, but sometimes that's all there's room for to cap off a story.
Oh well.
The blog I'm adding today is DrFran's blog of snapshots and quick observations, peeks into a life in progress.
We met back in the Podcast Island days of yore, both enjoyed the Barney And Flo Show And Tell over the years, and it's good to keep up through snapshots and blogograms when things get busy.
You peek in there, I peek in here... it's The New Way Of Things.
Who do you do that with instead of flooding them with IMs every day?
(I'll be adding another life-in-progress blog tomorrow along with a roundup for Week 4.)
Not much else to say these days, really.
Darrius Gothly has a good post about how the midnight to six in the morning slowdown of marketplace deliveries is killing consumer confidence, but I've already added that blog to my blogroll, so I hope you're already reading there.
A few people have joined the new "100 Word Stories" group in-world for announcements, but over 100 on the subscribe-o-matic haven't... so I looked at that list and saw so many names I didn't quite recognize... or they haven't been at an event in ages... maybe it's best I just send one more reminder, and then let those folks pass into digital oblivion quietly. (If they're serious and whine later, well, they can just ask or add themselves. Happens, eh.)
NBC's Fear Factor is challenging contestants to drink donkey semen... because for some reason, this is a part of their FCC broadcast license where they have to keep the public informed and serve the public interest by making people drink donkey semen for money... this precious, rare and limited resource of invisible broadcast spectrum, which can be used in so many amazing ways to inform and enlighten and educate... is it any wonder why we're completely and totally fucked as a nation?
And the trickle of fashionistas and pretty people visiting the park continues... they pop in, look around, wander... I welcome a few of them, they're nice back to me... it's all good.
It's all good... It's all good... It's all good.
(If I keep telling myself that, will I start to believe it?)
I should keep this brief, or Sini will start calling me a run-on blowhard windbag. (Which I actually am... I'm just too lazy and unfocused to say much about much these days, or I've already said it so many times before, what's the point of saying it again?)
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