expiration date

Such an odd little landmine, two days later: after requesting a new Thawte email certificate, I import it into my keychain to find Gregory’s certificate, the only other one I have, marked “expired”. Yeah, you think? I think we’ve hit the second stage of grief. An improvement, since I know what to do with my anger. Distractions abound. I wrote some more on my new story, found another sidewalk stencil, bought Pilot G2 Minis in eight different colors, and am reading the “Lost” tie-in novel Bad Twin. Tomorrow night is the SFlickr gathering, and those always cheer me up. Everyone is being so gentle. The MSG listens patiently. Inkbot brought me flowers and scones. Family and friends and coworkers express concern. Even Zen is...

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Posted on 8 Jun 2006 | 2 comments

corresponded

This is all I’ve got right now — corresponded (for gregory) many times today without thinking i looked for your name on my buddy list one line online roll-call and yes don’t be shocked (i was) you’re still gone so i go sifting through a decade and i realize i have no box to open with no worn correspondence inside bound with a colored ribbon (burgundy like your old website) instead i have the electronic equivalent of post-it notes instant jots lightning links volleyed jokes can’t find cannot find the late-night bit-swept rowdiness the hey this is how you fix this the are you okay you’ve been quiet lately the i don’t know what the hell to do with it all all of these big little pieces i don’t know where they go but i want...

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Posted on 7 Jun 2006 | 1 comment

bye, snooze

Goodbye, Gregory. I miss you already. You had so many friends, and we will all remember how wonderful it was to know you. Since someone reminded me how much these made you laugh, I re-uploaded some screenshots of the muck Sims I made. I especially like this one of the Sim-you spinning. mucksims/Muddington_2_0000.jpg

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Posted on 5 Jun 2006 | Comments Off

podcast #3: the buzzer just went off

Yay, it’s the third episode of “… and scene.” Matt and I talk about the doggone funny adventures of Marmaduke, laundry philosophy, only children, the sham of academia, and how I am not a librarian. Download Episode #3 | Subscribe with iTunes

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Posted on 5 Jun 2006 | 3 comments

for tea one hun dread

I just discovered some bookmarks I saved on one of those pre-del.icio.us sites. 4,100 of them, to be exact.  (I love that I stopped at exactly 4,100.) I was making my own Intarweb! Yesterday was an itchy day.  After a nap and some more of Iain Banks’ latest novel, I felt a bit better.  Plus, I treated myself to one of my all-time favorite comfort snacks: graham crackers with cream cheese. When the library is all dark, after everyone but me has gone home, I like to sing in the stairwells.  Sometimes I dance.  It’s just like that quote people like to forward around in emails: dance like no one is watching, love like the ice weasels will never come.  No, wait.  I’ve gotten that wrong somehow. A new podcast is on its way to you very, very...

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Posted on 2 Jun 2006 | 6 comments

stop-gasp measure

While driving up Divisadero this morning, something happened to me that hasn’t happened in a good long while: I had a reeling, dizzying sensation and was suddenly out of breath. Huh, weird, I thought. That felt like a panic attack. No, it wasn’t a panic attack, because I’m done with those. But it was definitely claustrophobia, and though my car is a bit small, it wasn’t the physical kind. Mentally, I have not been taking very good care of myself. Although I’m glad I read Joan Didion’s The Year of Magical Thinking, grief and loss are not things I should be mulling over right now. I say “right now” because I haven’t created anything lately, aside from a few photographs, and thus there is no balance. Sometimes...

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Posted on 1 Jun 2006 | 2 comments