January 2010
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So… Zombies.
There is a thundering above you the night the lumbering dead cut open their bones and slide electrical wires in the slits. On the roof of the Safeway, six blocks and 125 days from blocks from the apartment where, our elbows and bellies buried in carpet, you told me you loved me and we would always be with me, you clap with glee and strech your neck over the roofs edge to see as...
A long time for me.
I’ve worked in this same building for five years. I did the math just now, and the only building I’ve spent more time in is the house I grew up in.
I wonder if I will ever get the urge to come back here.
Stock and Flow →
I just discovered this article by Robin Sloan thru Chris Bowler. This is exactly the problem I’ve been struggling with and it’s nice to hear someone articulate it so well.
Flow is the feed. It’s the posts and the tweets. It’s the stream of daily and sub-daily updates that remind people that you exist.
and:
Stock is the durable stuff. It’s the content you produce that’s as...
MLK is there.
The G.I. Joe theme song with the words “G.I.Joe” replaced with the words “Martin Luther King” works surprisingly well.
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It was two in the morning and I’d found her at the end of the dock with her feet in the water. I sat down next to her and put my feet in as well, submerging my shoes. She just looked out at the lake.
Three months ago she’d been dumped, and every part of her that I knew had gone away. It was as if she had been hung on a clothes line in an electrical storm. She had begun to crackle...
I was just dreaming ...
that I had made a medium budget Star Wars fan film with the original cast doing voice over for younger actors playing Luke and the gang. The test screening went well, but there were parts of the plot that even I didn’t understand.