Good lord, What the fuck has happened?

So it has been a while since I've written here in anything other than oblique references to unseen events. (That sounds more ominous than it should) There's been a lot going on, but I have a dilemma in writing about it. Nothing ever happens in a vacuum. What I fear is that in writing about things that are still in progress I will change the outcome. For that reason all I will say is that big things are about to happen. In the meantime, I'm going to just sit here and yammer on about random crap until I'm too tired to write. Let me start with one of my favorite activities, fawning over the Pixies. I don't know what I like about them. Not one of their damned songs makes sense. They are all fat, bald or both. Black Frank/Frank Black screams rather than sings. I don't know what it is, but whenever I hear the pixies I want to stick my rock fist in the air, close my eyes, bob my head and jump up and down like a maniac. As I write this, I'm watching the concert movie made from footage of their reunion tour. There's one thing that struck me as I watched the first five minutes of it. They were playing through some song; I don't remember which one, maybe Bone Machine. As I watched they footage jumped around between different venues, what struck me was that the audio didn't jump when venue changed but the audio remained synced with the video. I sat there slack jawed through maybe five or six venue changes within a single song. Not once did I hear the audio hiccup. I listened harder and finally I caught one. Whether it was due to hours of hard work or just amazing serendipity, I'd like to tip my hat to the editor and sound guys on the DVD, what a good job.

If man is five and the devil is six then god is seven. This monkey's gone to heaven. My, isn't that convenient.

On another equally banal note, I'll mention that I bought a laptop and it shows up tomorrow. I'm staying home to meet it. Invariably when I do this, the delivery will show up in the 15 minutes when I run to taco bell to get some lunch. Not tomorrow. I have a Cup O Noodles and some oatmeal set aside for just this type of occasion. It's not actually Cup O Noodles brand but rather some upscale crap that I paid 5 times more than the standard 75 cents. Hey, it comes with extra flavor packets. Here's to noodles and computers, a match made in heaven.

Goodnight.