Thursday, May 13, 1999

Freaky feelings

Lately, it seems as though whenever I walk under a streetlamp, it winks out, bathing me in darkness. Same thing often when I enter a room: a lightbulb suddenly burns out or flickers. Last night, this happened to me twice while driving, even. The moment I passed beneath a streetlight, it went out. I watched in my rearview mirror. Neither came back on.

I have the odd idea that I may be personally generating some weird EMF or, possibly, just horrendously bad juju of one sort or another. If I am all sparked up, is there a danger of my spontaneous combustion?

SHC victim profile: Victims are mostly solitary, reclusive, elderly and female. Nearly all victims are overweight to severely obese.

Post-mortem external characteristics: Almost total combustion of the flesh and skeleton, leaving only extremities undamaged. Victims are almost always consumed in a state of shock-induced, paralytic condition.

Whew! OK. I count myself fortunate to be neither elderly nor female, and I'm far from overweight. Hopefully, the qualifiers are not independent conditions. Solitary and reclusive damn near nails it of late.

Anyhow, if it seems like I suddenly stop posting to ye olde weblogge for a few days, it's probably not because there's a pile of fine ash in front of my keyboard. No, I'm off on an excursion, a little solitary, reclusive withdrawal to write and get my head together. Out of town, back next week. Cheerio!

SOME PARTING SHOTS:

The Dead People Server is now in a new location. It's one of the best ways on the 'net to keep up with the no-longer-respirating celebrity crowd (and not bad raw data to help you field your Ghoul Pool team).

Mac Fontaholic's Anonymous. Not just 12 steps, but 12 weights and x-heights too!

An interesting reflection on an early form of online community-building. Online with the phone company, that is. Online with the party line!