diary Archive: October and earlier, 2007.

october 23, 2007
balcony
In my dream the cat is watching the balcony door intently - this usually means that she hears a pigeon out there.
I tell her that we will go out there I will let her kill it (I fucking hate pigeons).
When I open the balcony I am greeted not by a pigeon, but by Big Bird, who asks me, "Do you mind if I smoke a cigarette on your balcony?"
I tell him that I don't mind, to go right ahead.
That's all I remember.

october 19, 2007
ani
my enjoyment of ani difranco's music ebbs and flows. But I did laugh out loud at the lyric "digital whiplash... so many formats, so little time."

october 17, 2007
bald
On TV someone someone wonders aloud whether or not Britney will let her hair grow back. Shaving her head has given her the kind of air-time that a publicist dreams of. But why is it news?
Why is the baldness of a pop star being treated as an actual news story on CNN?
Who gives a shit?
Should she ever decide to shave her pubic hair publicly... well, maybe that might warrant a few seconds on the news. I hate to say it - cause what does it say about me? - but I'd watch. For a few seconds anyway.

july 26, 2007
we're having a heatwave...
Oppressive, strangling air.
A/C in the mall - the greatest invention ever.
Unfortunately though, the mall has to close. Back outside again and the heat feels worse.
In the sky we saw a 3/4 moon on a blue sky with strands of pink sunset clouds. It was the strangest combo of things I've ever seen on the sky, But beautiful. Really beautiful.
A/C on the cab ride home.
Lights on the rides at the fair.
And still 27ºC at 10:00pm.

july 25, 2007
harry potter
When someone corners you and goes on and on about something you don't give a shit about for what seems like forever, does it mean that they like you? Or would anyone foolish enough to feign interest do?
If it's because they like you, I suppose it's a form of flattery. Otherwise.... well, you're just a dupe.

july 21, 2007
a parade, a taxi, a blessing
He danced wildly down the sidewalk in front of HMV - thinking, in all likelihood that he was somehow free, liberated... accepted, at long last? I don't know. To me it looks like is only raising the level of segregation that already exists.
Elsewhere a cab driver says "God bless you," upon being paid.
On CNN it's announced that Tammy Faye Messner died yesterday.

july 16, 2007
cricket in my stove
There is, what sounds like, a cricket in my stove. Chirps when I turn the dial. I eye the oven suspiciously.
There's a cricket in my stove dear Liza, dear Liza....
There's a cricket in my stove, dear Liza, a cricket.

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