…so if you (anyone) read this, I’m sorry. If I keep writing, some of the rust might fall off, and then there will be entries worthy of your reading effort.
Fallen
and cracked
tho not broken
but open and leaking
bleeding without weeping
the casualty of
a serendipitous collision
without reason or rhyme
just a case of right time
right place
of trip-line
becoming tourniquet
of mirrors
facing each other at midnight
of wounds
meeting in a kiss
and becoming
words.
All I can say to this is yes. Yes. Yes and thank you, Pearl, and @kateordeath for passing it along (the article, not the depression). Yes. Exactly. And I am sorry. And thank you everyone and I am sorry. Depression is humiliating. It turns intelligent, kind people into zombies who can’t wash a dish or change …
I have begun using MindManager for mapping out new websites and mobile apps. It is a robust tool, tho not alone at its feature level. Before any of you even think of downloading it for a trial run, you may want to come up with an alter ego. Here is the feedback I left in …
J = (CK)/B where: J is the joy found in completing a long and harrowing task, C is the celebration one gets to partake in upon completion of the task, K is the knowledge acquired while successfully completing the task, and B is the bullshit one is required to wade through to complete the task. …
It has been one of those weekends: rain most of the time, and when not raining, windy, chilly and overcast. Something about these weekends makes me slip into a comfortable melancholy. I got out the deck of funk flashcards and drilled myself: What am I doing? What have I done? Even worse, what haven’t I …
A lot of people think that coders and serious computer geeks are anti-social animals. While I would agree that the majority of them (us?) do not gravitate toward nightclubs or huge parties, we are social beings, even when we work. This occurred to me lately, as I’ve been trying to wrap my head around a …
I have been asked by many people whether becoming involved in the angst of others doesn’t exacerbate my depression. I have, for most of my life, answered, “for the most part, no!” I never had, however, a good reason to give to explain this personal phenomenon, until recently. I have discovered that, if someone you …
You think you have just the thing to finish off your WWF (Words With Friends, people, Words With Friends—sheesh!) opponent, only to find out that, this time, the *lack* of an “S” is what prevents you from kicking some vocabularic arse: kudos: This one you knew was not the plural of “kudo”, the obscure fact a …
…we kindly go to it. The daughter and I are headed to L.A. today to visit the Museum of Death. It used to live in San Diego, but has since moved about a bit, and has found (hopefully) a final resting place. I wanted to close a few tabs before we leave. From Wikipedia: However, there …
