Miscellaneous Debris – Archive

Finally got around to buying a paid account here at LJ. They more then deserve it for this little corner they’ve given me. Maybe I don’t write here enough, but I definitely read enough. More power to LJ!

From “Microserfs”, by Douglas Coupland. Flamingo 1996, pg. 38: “The day then degenrated into a “Thousand Dollar Day.” That’s what I call the mind of day where, even if you tell all the people yo u know, “I’ll give you a crisp, new thousand-dollar bill if you just give me a phone call and put […]

Spent the day without my cellphone. This brought to my mind a completely unconnected realization: I have no idea what my plans for this week are. I know I have two sessions and a bonfire to attend to (it IS this week, is it not?) but I have no idea when all those events are […]

There is something very… sad about the whole Rocky scene. It’s not even about sex. It’s all about people wanting attention, or affection, or whatever. Tonight’s shearing of Berale, and the bevy of nubiles that accompanied the event, really brought home the fact. Also strengthened my resolve against casual intimacy.

Every once in a while you come across a quote – such as the one above – that simply twists your mind with its utter… well… Coolness. No other word quite captures the feeling you get from it. “Salmon of Doubt” is full of those.