There Are Hundreds of Them, Maybe Even Thousands

It is 2:25 AM and I am up writing this blog. I drank a lot more coffee than I should have. I also worked far too much today. Sometimes I work so much that the variables and methods of computer programs seem more real than the physical world around me. It's as though software is corporeal and the universe and I are merely phantoms of an idea.

I've been working on photos late into the night (see the bit about too much coffee, above). It's fun. I am working out the details for a series called Please Hear My Anguished Words of Truth. This is a line from some sort of Buddhist prayer I am too tired to track down right now. I cribbed it from a Fez Dispenser song.

A thunderstorm is rumbling and flashing its way into the neighborhood. I hope it's a good one. I love the rain and adore thunderstorms. They're even better when you don't have to worry about the rain pouring in from your ceiling and flooding your bedroom. I seldom even have to close the window anymore.

I went to the art museum yesterday. A certain someone was supposed to go with me, but she canceled at the last minute. She's done that before. I think she's the type that makes lots of plans at one time and then cancels most of them at the last minute. I, myself, am the type that has little patience for that sort of thing.

It was just as well. Going solo allowed me to visit those parts of the museum I particularly like while callously disregarding the other bits. It was grand. I saw the Lee Miller exhibit they wrote about in Art in America a few months back. It was inspiring. Her photos from WW2 are amazing. I stumbled across the Carlos Amorales installation and was taken completely unawares. It's the kind of thing that makes your life substantially better for having seen it. Well, maybe not the drawings or the video, but the installation bit sure does.

My laptop is falling apart on my on me. The mouse-click button started going a week or so ago. I have to really pound on it from the left side to get it to work. The touchpad is starting to get funky on me too. Sometimes it works; sometimes it doesn't. Needless to say, this is all very inconvenient. I'll have to sort something out soon.