The past two mornings I woke to hear an angel singing the blues. It was a surreal way to wake from such a dream's state, so I stayed in bed instead. The first day I woke to the bird's song over air attack sirens (the same ones used for bombing campaigns and tornados), as if even the city was calling me to pay attention. The second morning I ( Read more... )

Earlier this evening I decided to roll over to TJ's diner, a spot I have more than a passing familiarity with, for a bite to eat - and I craved a spot of conversation. I called some friends to meet me there and a couple came. We talked about computers and a LAN party we were preparing to host, and generally had a fun time talking things over. ( Read more... )