Mythical machine

i really love the nights when i fall asleep on the couch and wake up in the early morning.  around 3 am there is a brief, deep calm in the neighborhood until out of nowhere, this throbbing mechanical and pressure-driven behemoth sounds it's call.

i always go to the window wondering what it is then through the haze of dust clouding the air like an old picture see the street-sweeper making it's way down the seymour st. granville off-ramp, the sound constant and pulsing at the same time as drive and sweep systems wail.  it moves by alone, as though everything stops in it's presence.  then it slips away and the 'hood goes quiet again for a respectful moment before a car goes by or a passer-by curses at their demons.

it's very surreal moment.

As expected

This is probably the sixth online log I've started, then left idle for months on end. Back in the day when the interweb tubes were but a single chute, Justin and CSotD inspired me to share what I did and found with anyone who cared to stop by.

It was what got me my first job in this career of mine, so it's kind of like that magician's assistant that makes the show work but gets none of the attention.

I got an iPhone recently and am one step closer to having the cyberdeck I've longed for since the first time I read Neruomancer. Once it moves beyond a touch screen interface to something more integrated, the dream will be made real... in a sense. If nothing else it might make me post more often.

2008

I look back at 2007 as one of the best years of my life. I hope to say the same in 365 days and wish the same for you dear reader.

I have many desires and plans for this coming year, but instead of talking about it I will make efforts to be a man of action... stay tuned.