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This is the sound of my recording 2008-05-27 - 9:17 p.m. Travelogue for late 20's, phase insert the blank: *When 95% of your old social life is excised, you occasionally think about the beast. What I seem to recall is putting 1 part social networking pre-social networking with 1 part alcohol-soaked debauchery of the mild variety. There were screen-names and inappropriate sexual instances. There were flashes of seeing binary become flesh-analog. Word boxes made noise over the phone too. I recall sending someone hundreds of dollars on the presumption that they required food and basic living necessities; that was one of the more outlandish things I did. There is this inevitable realization that nostalgia is like continuously degrading DNA, getting worse with age. I used to speak about many profounds things with intriguing people about mental consumption set to a 3/4 interval on a synth-rock album consummated in Vancouver. There were reptiles with oblong emo hair. Flash forward by pressing the 'play' button on the TV remote. I am sitting and blogging while finding that I was pissing off my girlfriend for buying an analog-digital TV tuner that was made by requesting through a cell phone. I have reached a poverty of speech buying Thunderbird on a late Friday afternoon. Things are quite well in that domain all in all. I have come to realize that talking profoundly about things does not make the things profound. I think someone said it better via 'pop goes the weasel 'cuz the weasel goes pop'. I require food-stamps for articulation.
I mean this was life-changingly eye-opening. At least in so far as I recall the event.
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