The Twilight Report

I Cannot Be Hurt by Anything this Wicked World Has Done

2004-12-31T13:13:00

What was 2004? It was a year of stolen and disputed elections in Georgia and the Ukraine, the rise and fall of Howard Dean and John Kerry, the first private space flight and the end of the "X-Prize," disaster in Darfur, prisoner abuse in Iraq, expansion of the European Union, the death of Ronald Regan and a month of flags at half mast, the return of Greek Olympics and a very smug presidential victory. In less political but tragic terms, the worst natural disaster in my memory has occurred in Asia as Tsunami death tolls top 135,000 according to CNN.com.

For me, the year started out as a bleak one in the coldest New York winter I have ever experienced. My mother came to visit me for her birthday. We stayed in Manhattan and it was bitterly cold.

Lowel and Johanna

I took a lighting class at Dutchess which was a blast. Some of my friends from Black and White II were taking the class and I met some other cool people. It was so much fun working with those people, including the teacher, Lowel Handler.

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In Short, 2004 was A Great Year and I have high hopes that 2005 will be even better.

qoek irwma

2004-11-30T15:08:00

That's what I get when I try to type "work item" without looking at the keyboard.

If I had any cash I would get a PS2 just to play Tyler's game (the one that he helped to create). If I had totally flushed my hang ups about Micro$oft down the toilet, then I'd get an Xbox instead. I'm getting better though. I own a Mac, and it doesn't bother me.

I want to go dancing this weekend. Anyone want to go for a whirl? I have to warn you that I don't know how, but if you hum a few bars I will fake it. Hyper. I am full of energy.

I totally solved the memory errors that have been killing me at work. I don't want to go in to fix the rest of the bugs. I have to do what I got to do, man. Instead I would rather sit here in my spare bedroom and let the sunlight tingle my mood. I hate the florescent lights of my Morlock's cave.

I am cooking for Action Tuesday tonight. Maybe. Hope I can find the recipe. If not, I will throw everything I have into the pot and boil it nice and right. Thought I would make my "authentic" Australian Beef Goulash. It's good stuff baby.

Maine

2004-08-30T01:24:00

I arrived in Concord at about 8:30pm. Only half an hour late, and had I not been delayed at departure, I would have probably been on time. I circled around a couple of times while Sherry tried to describe where her apartment was over my cell phone, but eventually I found the place and parked in a slot marked "Visitor." I was on my way up to Maine and had asked Sherry if I could crash at her place on the way up so as to break up the long drive. That was what I had said anyway; my main reason was to see Sherry a friend of mine who had recently quit The Company to go to back to school to study patent law.

She showed me around her new apartment, which is entirely too cute, if a little noisy from the nearby street. She showed me her schedule for each week which was blocked out every weekday from 8:00am to 10:00pm, and then told me, without a hint of irony that she hadn't really gotten serious about school yet. I showed her my portfolio from my Color1 class, and we talked about numerous things, including what would happen to "The Group" now that Joanna had left the Hudson Valley for Berkeley. She told me how much her apartment was costing me, which was low compared with the Hudson Valley, but high for a student, which is pertinent, since she is a student now. I told her how excited I was for her in her new endeavor. I would have liked to have told her how proud all of us were of her, but the thought didn't come into my head until later. I slept on the floor that night and the traffic outside didn't bother me too much.

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