[listening - killing joke: the wait.]

today felt strange, as i realized that the orange level was really starting to everyone anxious. it turns out the subway delays under the east river weren't due to switch problems, but as part of the screening to ensure we were safe. everyone's stocking up on duct tape and plastic sheeting to go along with their existing emergency food kits, hopefully leaving space for actual oxygen to seep through. every siren raises the worry, every building looks pretty flimsy, hope is tethered less to reality. then it turns out the entire scare could be a false alarm.

terrorism does not scare me.
however, the government ain't helping.

are we ready for a depression? according to the 70 year cycle, we're already sliding into a major one like the 1930s, and with the u.s. deficit shot and debt mounted, no interest rate cuts or divident exemptions are going to help.

meanwhile, since france and germany aren't playing with the u.s., the u.s. is looking to place boycotts on their goods?! if that's the case, i'm going total french wine and german beer. oh, and we seemed to have completely forgot about that guy (hey; where'd pakistan go?). and no one's listening to india. or iraq's children. orthe senate.. or....

*sigh*

and i think i found my first white hair, although with my blonde hair, with its multireflecting tendencies, i can't really tell. i mean, it's much lighter than the hair around it, but too much so. and it's technically facial hair, so i'm not sure if it's worth worrying about. then again, when i first saw it, i laughed gleefully, expecting to turn into wayne coyne of the flaming lips.

still, i'm not taking everything that well at once right now. war is not inevitable. don't sell war to me. bust some real bad guys for once.

i just want to keep reading ryan's blog. or write like it. simplicity in a noncynical entity. where soup, spoons and steak dictate the universe.