So yeah - I went ahead and got married to my sweet girl of about 7 years (of knowing her, not her age, pervert). Building a tidy little house on the side of some mountainy-type terrain. Finding it more and more difficult to pay the bills and form ridiculous thought patterns and sentence structures. It seems like it might all be logic and sense and level-headedness and all that fun stuff that adults feel they need to capitulate in order to remove themselves from their past. Seems to me to be the best part of life, the past - much more certain than, say ... the future. The present is only a nanosecond away from becoming the past, so that too is pretty cool.
Thankfully we all have Emperor Norton to show us what we're all going to be doing 1000 years in the future, but that may be a little too far off for any useful data to be collected for exploitative purposes ... or uh - you know ... philanthropic purposes.
Though my time here be fleeting and the inglorious days of clicking a button over and over may be passing, I will still remember this particular slice in the time/space vortex fondly, and will visit it from time to time to drop a line and perhaps some cookies or biscuits. Who knows when next I will be amongst the floating rabble of infinite space, perhaps soon ... perhaps not. The point is made, the vase is broken, the dish consists of little purply nibbles with sugary confectionary and all is well with the universe. I bid you all a bidet ... err ... a good day.
Posted: 09/20/09 at 20:41 (668 views)