Number Hulks
I saw it the other day. Huge lumbering pockets of solvency roaming the land. The masses cower in their wake, but if one were to peek outside, you might find them mostly transparent. They’re about 10% visible at max. These debt portfolios are actually rarely collected on (I’ve seen huge amounts of money disappear into the ether) and yet people cower at the hood and cloak, not noticing that the Dread Pirate Roberts is actually a wrestler in a holocaust cloak.
The hood, as you see it here, seems to be pretty enough… but it doesn’t soften the rough texture of Columbia’s death’s head. I found it even more interesting that someone alluded to the grinning mortician from Last Man Standing in conversing about collections.
Beyond that, I see a wave coming. Resh is the back of the head (fig. of the mind – and a place you can’t see without a mirror), but the letter shape itself reminds me more of a wave. A wave coming from our blindspot. A wave that was only presaged by the tsunami that killed so many.
Sha’ar HaGilgulim is on order. Maybe someone can help me make sense of this mess in my head.
Someone reminded me that when you have a board, you turn away from the wave to prepare to ride it. Surf’s up!
Lisa Loeb + Tidus
Wow.
On 1/30/05 at 3:43 in the morning, I stood next to a doctor as my wife had the baby. She (Lily Rhiannon Sheldon) started wailing as soon almost before she was all the way out, and immediately peed all over Kris and I. We didn’t care at all. We wiped her off and cooed over her anyway. The doctor asked me if I’d like to cut the cord. I did and the thought that this was neither my wife nor my child, but the blood of both struck me like a bullet. Then she was there and I cooed over her and made sure I touched her little face and that she saw us both.
Wow.
There were some problems for Kris though, due to a badly done epidural. Spinal headaches are nothing to mess around with, the maternity ward nurse told us as she passed out the Vicoden. I mean passed out, too. Kris was gone in less than… well, sixty minutes. I was very worried, but all I could do was keep taking care of the baby. So I waited and the baby slept and ate. They eventually told us that Kris would need a blood patch, which corrects the problem they created with the epidural (There is more detail I’d rather not try to get into, ’cause I’d probably mangle it in some way). They came to do the procedure, and my mom kept the baby in our room while I went with Kris. It was painful just to listen to it. After I got back to the room, I burst into tears just from the sheer feeling of helplessness I felt. Kris told me it hurt really badly, but that she’d be okay. The next day the headache was gone, and after much harrassing of the nurses, we eventually got to leave at 11:30. At this point, I’d already called in to work, but still hadn’t had more than an hour of sleep at a time. (Some time I’ll go into my description of the nurse who looked like the love child of Lisa Loeb and Tidus from FFX)
Crash.
Next day, I sweated as they made me wait to find out whether or not I’d gotten my IT promotion. The interview went well, and the Controller seemed pleased that I had financial/Excel experience. After sitting in on hours of calls in preparation to be a collector, I ended up getting a call at 3:30 pm letting me know that I had indeed gotten the job. I was very pleased.
Today they showed me around the IT dept. I was pretty happy to find that I actually like everyone in the department.
Alright. Enough of me. Hey READERS!!!!
[crickets chirp]
Tell me about your good fortunes… I’m interested in hearing about good luck.
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You scored as 20-35. You are in your prime, but are feeling a little up-tight about life. Chill out!
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How old is your SOUL?
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