Monthly Archives: November 2000

I’m still suffering from jetlag. My body thinks it’s rather later. I’m going to bed early anyway because I have work early. I felt as if I was in a bank of fog all day at work today. Not quite … Continue reading →

On Thursday I leave for 9 days in Scotland with my family. Meeting Mom & Dad at O’Hare at 1.00 … Mikey won’t meet us until Saturday morning in Edinburgh! He’ll fly transatlantic all by himself. That could be jarring … Continue reading →

This a huge country. We can’t recount every vote. I think Kafka, had he ever finished it, might have made up something like this for the climax of his novel “Amerika.”

So maybe things are all a little less surreal for us now, but it’s still weird. Long day at work tomorrow & back to work tomorrow morning. Enough time tonight to write a bit, have a beer, chat … listening … Continue reading →

Too much coffee! I’m all jittery & I can’t type to save my life. Why did I get so wired so soon on my day off?

We went to bed at about 1.00 am, when it looked like a sure thing for Bush. For the next 35 minutes, I lay there in the dark, listening to the steam in the pipes and trying hard not to … Continue reading →

O my gosh, this election is close. I really ought to go to bed since I work in the morning, but how can I go to sleep not knowing what’s going to happen? Andy is all stirred up too. Maybe … Continue reading →

To quote John Cage: “I have nothing to say and I am saying it and that is poetry.”

All morning I was reading & drinking coffee in my pyjamas. Does life get any better? Quiet and sort of grey today. I have to go to work at 3 though. I’ll bring some music. At least I have tomorrow … Continue reading →

My head is all scattered. Been online too long. I’m ready to rejoin that analogue world.