Early 2005

I just got done smoking and reading about world war 2. It’s a pictorial history of the war. The sugar bowl is on tv and the dog is chewing a nylabone emphatically to my left and its fourth and one for Virginia tech and there and there are bunch of white guys on Auburns defense which makes me think they’re not as good as they could be.

Its been raining all day and my car was spitting sulphur when I drove down the coffee shop today. I had to drive around the block 2 times to shake the soot out in order to get any kind of pick up. The radio is still revolving and isn’t stuck on NPR due to faulty Chinese manufacturing anymore, but the radio doesn’t seem that interesting anymore. Its either economic fear or feast or tsunami and interviews with tourists or supermodels with broken bones that amazingly made it out.

I watched blog-video of disaster and video of the former presidents stepping up at the current presidents request to raise money for the victims and I even gave $100 today even though I’m an entrepreneur now and don’t have a regular…what do you call it? A check? But what struck me is how clear the sky was and how undisaster-like the disaster seemed at first. Its almost as if you wanted to hop on the boogie board for a second, right before you realized your family was going to be dragged through a hotel lobby at 500 miles an hour. The sky was blue. Really blue. The kind of blue that makes you want to lay down on your back and see how many Disney characters you can see in the clouds. I’m guessing there weren’t that many.

And it just had to be the poorest kids on the block who had they’re dad lose his job. their mother take up crack. their grand-parents steal all their food and water. and their dog ran away to be with some family that didn’t have an unemployed dad, a crack head mom and really hungry grandparents. But why sri lanka? Indonesia? India? At least Thailand had leanardo dicaprio make a movie there…and I guess that’s why they had the fewest casualties.

Anyway Virginia tech scored…and besides cursing a god who I’m sure had been cursed enough at this point, there’s not much else I can say other than about world war 2. the interesting thing about this book is that it was written in 1944. before the war was over. It only covers the first 2 years but the point is that the folks who wrote it didn’t know what would happen. It looked dark. Germans were everywhere. The French gave up and the Italians showed up for the chicks after most of the fighting was over and they seemed like a sure thing. The Americans, which seems strange now, didn’t want to get involved.

Sometimes the sky is dark and you end up seeing mickey mouse in a cloud bank before you duck inside. And sometimes the sky is blue and you get killed.