12 February 2005

grains

this ayem I read that the Washington Post estimates that presently there are 8 million blogs.

feeling insignificant I turnd off the computer & lost myself in music: Britten's "Peter Grimes" & Elgar's "Enigma Variations."

3 comments:

Judson said...

8 million is not as signifigant to me as the handful that I read and care about.

jeff w said...

Rain gray, albeit cherry trees are in full blossom, today I've resorted to reading Jerome K Jerome's Three Men in a Boat (To Say Nothing of the Dog) -- I've convinced myself it's coded with important information I'll need to know to escape feeling like a cheap poker game in my remaining years. I'm turning off the computer today too. I'm in a Gods & Monsters mood. Brad Pitt phoned earlier inviting me to brunch but I, sadly, had to say no, responding: I vant to be alone, "o you kid" he replied. I feel like a werewolf with no place to go, hungry for tapioca and green tea with ginger.

Moi said...

I understand the feelings such data can produce.

I have a blog, but I have not typed a single letter there. Does that count as one of the 8 million?

Jeff, I understand everything EXCEPT for turning down Brad. He is obviously feeling very alone, rejected, dejected, and desolate right now. Could not you have found it within yourself to give that needy man a hand?

He he he...

Moi