The blog parody for people who are tired of blogs about people they've never heard of doing things nobody cares about. A blog just filled with people you've never heard of because they don't exist. http://www.coolpillows.com/blog/ I'll probably have to leave my job. Since I had this accident, I've had a lot of really weird symptoms that make it hard to work. A lot of sounds are just to unbearable. The sound of the color laser printer, which has this high pitched whirring, makes my eyes flicker. As most people know, Dylan had a serious motorcycle accident in the 60s (70s?). It was so serious that his life was divided in his mind as "before the accident" and "after the accident." Except, like my accident wasn't that serious. It wasn't with a motorcycle. I saw this woman on the street walking and it looked like she was crying. I passed her and thought, "maybe that's just her expression." You know how you see someone's face and you wonder, "Are they squinting or Where have I been? I know a lot of people are wondering where I've been. Even if they haven't been asking. I'm sure they're wondering. I can feel it. The presence of all those eyeballs out there reading this. Okay I'll answer the question. Please note that I've reorganized the sequence of the top two entries so I could mess with you and your temporal understanding of reality. That understanding is so fragile. So weak and temporary. Time is like a coathanger. The most interesting thing about people is how little I have in common with them. In a way, I am alien to them and so studying them is that much more interesting. I guess if you have friends and you, I don’t know, talk to them or deal with them sort of, then you can’t really be objective about who they are, what they represent and what you really think of them. Okay, so like I screwed up. I was going to blog everyday, all the time, but then, well Vumba's mother came to town. She's pretty wild. She was in town for this conference on cranio-sacral sacrament. Okay, this is it. I'm going to blog non-stop, every single day, every hour, everything that happens, everything that has anything to do with anything -- and that would basically mean anything b/c everything has something