An Unexpected Vacation of the Mind

You can imagine my shock and dismay that the Secretary of State had resigned and been replaced during my unannounced leave of absence from being wired. As far as I can tell, this all happened in a day. The news is difficult to track in hindsight, and I'm honestly not sure what I think of that.

What has happened these two weeks or so that you have only posted about the Guster live album, you might ask. Frankly, I have no answer for you. My time management was simply lost in dense, poisonous vegetation. For the record, I could easily blame my misspent hours on the soon-to-be-released World of Warcraft, but that would be unfair to those diversely brilliant landscapes fashioned from cunningly aligned binary. The truth is that I --albeit with assistance-- destroyed my attuning circadian rhythm and was unable to regain it like a crowd trying to clap to the beat for more than one reprise.

Well, until now.

At one point during my excursion into the early AM hours, I was convinced of launching a so-to-speak experimental weblog that would simply be a hapless spewing of words into posts; raw, emotional, chaotic and unproductive the project would be a sort of live non-fiction Ulysses (what's this I hear about aliens attacking in that book?). I composed some poetry which has been lost in the vast catacombs that are my memory because there is a tiny sliver of me that wants to be a Def Poet... The two projects deal with it in their unique ways, but are probably attempts to see the furious, chaotic anger I have been told lies buried inside of me.

I do have more pressing matters to attend to at the moment.

All of that said, expect a long and elaborate music-oriented post in the next couple days and also a return to regularity here at TMSO.