Monday, December 03, 2007


Yup. Something like that.

Some days you wake up. And then you realize you're still a technobo.
The massive bowel pains from god knows what that you ate the previous night are there as a simple confirmation of the fact.

But wait, there's a silver lining in this cloud. Or a warm underbelly in the mold. However you want to think of it... it's still there.

You are prepared for the shitslide.
When the shithawk flies down to pluck you off of the shitrope, you're ready.
Ready to cross whatever lines need to be crossed. Except the supermarket lines.
Scary things when people fight for fresh food. Where we come from, people fight for week old leftovers. To the death, even.

And, in case you were wondering, shopping carts aren't nearly as waterproof as you may think.
Neither is cardboard.