"That which is overdesigned, too highly specific, anticipates outcome; the anticipation of outcome guarantees, if not failure, the absence of grace."
-- William Gibson, All Tomorrow's Parties
Minor moments of surreality.

Just returned from Wawa, victorious with my leet suboptimal protein warez.

There was an older Mexican guy with a cane, who was waiting on something, so he told me I should ahead of him: "Go ahead, holmes."

Do you have any idea how long it's been since someone's called me that with a real accent? For a split second, I was afraid I was in a Circle K in Yuma, and not a Wawa in Center City, Philly.

August 17, 2005 11:35 PM