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  « i would go to new hampshire | Main | AIDS day »  

November 28, 2003

slivers and silence

goddammit.

thus far, my day has been one of absolute frustration. i have spilled my hot tea on my lap, somehow lodged a sliver underneath my fingernail that i cannot remove, and hit a brick wall with recording. with bloodied finger throbbing, i stumble into the living room with high hopes, but find only silence. i of course have no idea why, but i cannot get any sound to come from the microphone. in theory, this idea of borrowing equipment from ron is wonderful, but in practice it has been a void. a giant field of nothing. why is it that i could get sound a few days past, and not today? and how do i get the train of my day back on its tracks, fucked up finger and all? perhaps i should go throw eggs at all of the shoppers. maybe i could compel one of them to buy me some recording equipment that i can understand {sort of}. alas, today is buy nothing day. does cheeseboard pizza to lift my spirits count?

Posted by jeff pitcher at November 28, 2003 11:09 AM

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A large vase that used to hold flowers in the lunch-room at work now holds a mix of pennies, quarters, nickels and dimes. Attached to the front is a flier explaining that the coin collection is to be donated to local AIDS Charities on December 1st (World AIDS Day). It has been nice watching the collection of coins grow silently the past couple of days…

And today it made me smile… I needed it. I have been in a foul mood lately as well… Waking up to images of ex-lovers, drunk, in bed with other men is far from comforting… Especially when you are fairly sure that the images are a result of the powerful intuition that remains; left over from years of intimate connection.

I find the vase far more beautiful now than when it held cut flowers…

Go get some pizza.

-Mike

Posted by: mike Schwartz at November 28, 2003 01:23 PM
   


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