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2 c, with thanks
October 05, 2004
OK, first off, the much-asked for color change. Apparently, my blog was making people's heads hurt, and not in the ways I intended. I anticipate that soon, I'll get emails saying, "You know, never mind... I don't think the white text on the black background was really the problem. Please, just, you know, stop. Really."
But no one gets off that easy. In fact, it'll get worse - work on the website is progressing, though I'm having a horrible time coming up with a domain name. Observations of the Unsane sort of captures the essence of what I'm doing, but observationsoftheunsane.com is a little unwieldy. Earl.com is already taken, and there's no way in hell I'm paying someone for the middle name I spent so long denying. A couple of friends call me Robbizzle, but that'll be a dated reference in, oh, another several hours or so.
So if anyone has any ideas... shoot me an email at robmo91@hotmail.com
I'm spending a remarkable three hours at work today. I mean, I'm doing nothing remarkable with the three hours, but it's remarkable that I showed up at all. I was feeling a bit not-right this morning. My dual dueling cats were asleep on their respective sides of the protective wall I provide in the bed, and seemed OK with the idea of not getting up anytime this week, so I called in, and slept in.
I eventually had to get up to make my lunch date with Chandra. Chandra, to bring you up to speed, was my last Big Relationship. We broke things off a couple of years ago, and have maintained some contact, though she's since married. Today, we were swapping some stuff of each other's that we still had, and she was bringing me a copy of some web design software.
I sat at the bar and had a beer while I waited, with a Banana Republic bag full of her stuff on the stool next to me. She came walking in, radiant as ever, with an exactly identical Banana Republic bag. We both briefly pondered not saying a word, sitting next to each other at the bar, and then walking away with the other bag, but we had a lot of catching up to do.
It was cool seeing her and talking to her. Of all things she ever was to me, she was an uncompromising supporter of my writing, and she spent a lot of our time together today on praise and encouragement... which, of course, I mostly allowed.
I have nothing eloquent or substantial to say about it - it was simply very good to talk to her, about where we both are now. We both conceded some things about the past, and we both paid respect to the good things. It's good to be here, two people that meant so much to each other, now separate but OK, with no open wounds.
Posted by Rob at October 5, 2004 03:54 PM