for a few days last week i thought i'd be spending the night that is today known as last night in a tent somewhere as part of a hastily-planned camping adventure far to the north. i didn't, and it's a shame, isn't it?
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ever have a certain bit of information you wish you didn't have in your memory tied to a piece of information you need, and when you think of one you invariably come across the other? it's sort of annoying.
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part of me yearns for the early days of television: a guy could stand inside a castle near the window in a storm and say something like "what is contained in that room is...
the devil himself!" (with the accompanying sudden flash of flashy lightning and thunderclap) with no sense of banality, because the medium hadn't been around long enough for conventions to develop. actually, this whole idea is something of a temporally misplaced illusion, but
twilight zone marathons are still pretty awesome.
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what in the
fucking fuck?
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phrase of the day: "possible eventual pie"
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what do you mail someone? what?
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actual quote from the superfluous cute pet pictures section in today's paper, "ready pet go!"
[picture of a dog]
"This is Lady at about one year old. She is a miniature Yorkshire terrier and weighs a whopping 4 pounds. My dad says she looks like Chewbacca from Star Wars." (emphasis in original)
oh,
that chewbacca, the one from
star wars. seriously, as opposed to what? chewbacca, the distinguished six-term congressman (congresswookiee?) from arkansas? thanks, i think we know who chewbacca is.
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but you promised.
You're always so anxious to the point that i think you'd rather not go on my crazy excursions. now you tell me you're disappointed? I could have made it happen! I could have! damnit.
just because i'm anxious doesn't mean i won't end up having a good time. it's like, i'm nervous beforehand, but comfortable once something gets going. though we didn't actually go, i was thinking about it and i'm pretty sure it would have been the same pattern this time, so i wish we had.