Winter comes

It was a dark and stormy night.
But seriously.
Another gray day in cold New York doing work on the Shibari web site with TC it should be interesting have to convince him not to use that dark blood red makes the site too dark and foreboding.

Set up my Chinese temple knot icon for it but looks like phpnuke needs me to add text to the graphics as opposed to using the graphic and the entered text.
Now that’s a design flaw if ya ask me.

Have to finish up setting my apache installation on the G3 and the win2000 machine I think some remnant of IIS is screwing me up but not sure.
Want o really have a nice mysql / php environment to work with.
Yeah I am geeking.

On the fun side have quite some fun lately with small marlinspikes yes I know ive been calling them fids a hell of a lot easier to explain to people a fid than a marlinspike.

Have to write fifth angel about pressure points.

Wonder if I should start giving signal whip classes up on my roof on a regular basis my landlord will probably hate me if I did but then again he’s selling the building and our bathroom floor needs fixing.

Cofee shops and moments of time

Walked into this a number of months ago just rescued it from my laptop hard drivr.

I walk into starbucks looking for the tables with plugs Buy my coffee heavy on the soy I want my stomach today.
Walking back, all tables filled a familiar face serendipity wrong town, no connection disassociate.

Why Hello! I know Cecilia from Boston and the leather flea, nice books a welcome face .
She is here for a business meeting as well passing thru town for a few hours.
Awkward moment would love to talk more with her shes always so friendly.
No time and i need to relax for my meeting.

My serendipity and Murphy quotient is way up this month the world is realigning its order “flux und strang” perhaps to abuse a phrase.
Friends have reappeared on IRC and in email whom i thought were the dead ghosts of electronic whispers happy to have them back and whole..
Paddles acidentley, person familiar face “hey how you doing, shit have not seen you since zentropy”.
Out to a fellow worker, hes out to, he always thought i was but not because of the 8 foot whip it was my marlinespike. On my knife, what i couldn’t be a boater?

I have this interest now I have not had in awhile the need to regurgitate whats inside me to bring out whats there incoherence made solid by the moment of creation.
Ripping it from myself growing it spinning it into the whole cloth of my reality.

I have to release all the things that have sat in me for to long accreting with time crusting over stifling me and what i may not be.

Listening hearing Cecilia voice in the background of the hum of the coffee shop fragmentary moments of moving time perceived all at once