NaNoTime!

Some have observed that during NaNoVemBer certain bloggy types blog more energetically than usual, as if their writeyish juices have been juiced with extra writey juice. This may be true; it would make sense if so.

Not me, though. I decided a week or so ago I was not going to do it. Many reasons. One is my father has just transitioned from hospital to 24-hour home care and there is a lot to do to set his home up for him while he remains in bed. Another, tonight I will be at the office until late taking care of unexpected technical difficulties, and that is not unusual in this job. I'm sure there are ...

You know? There really aren't. In fact, having a little less social life, and deciding not to bother building anything for Decom ...

This morning my friend here in the office who goes to the Burn wanted to talk about Decom (big local burnerpeeps party this weekend) and I said I wasn't going. She was all crestfallen. I almost thought she was going to cry. "D will be there," she said. "He's setting up part of his temple just like he did at Reno!" And that was cool. And it's true that though I'll be in the East Bay all that day moving and managing shit, I don't have to be at the soiree until eight or nine at night. Or ten. Or two.

Amazing what a little thinking out loud can do. Meanwhile, where was I? Something about how Che Guevara was a murderous thug, maybe, and why the hell do people romanticize the bastard? Because he rose up against The Man? As if executing people in cold blood is the moral equivalent of re-occupying downtown Oakland? No, that wasn't it. I don't know what was it.

Never mind, then.

ADDENDUM
Wow, they made a web page. See, we were all about doing this when we were at Reno, but with this and that I just couldn't be bothered anymore and backed out. But they ran with it! Dammit. More shit to do.