Wednesday, January 29, 2003
I slipped on my Merrells for the first time in a long time this morning. They are soft and fit sock-snug. If I had $2,700,000,000, I would buy a pair to match every outfit I own, which is simultaneously the most gay and most definitely-not-gay idea I've had in a while.
On broken hardware, I empathize. Some time has passed without me mentioning it, but the digital camera I bought five months ago is now out of commission after taking a hard landing on a tile floor in my Cancun hotel room, victim of careless manhandling as I, hungover, reached for the previous night's jeans, quiet resting place of the ill-fated camera that -- unbeknownst to me -- was safely inside the pocket, the device flung forcefully, tragically, towards its demise, a resounding crack as it struck the cold, unmerciful surface, and the subsequent fury and scattering of camera bits as they hurled themselves across the room. I was able to resurrect a few pictures from the flash card, but alas, the camera itself is awaiting a better day. It could be said for many of us.
In an email conversation with Aaron, I mentioned the idea that our lives are not a continuous stream, but rather a collection of discrete moments in which we experience the profound, the extreme, linked together by a tether of everyday life. While most sites cannot boast a fecundity of profundity, Aaron has attempted to compile moments that strike him, placing the consequential concentrate in Your Words for Your Enjoyment.
Et Cetera
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