the news is sick

every now and then i forget why i don't watch the news, or maybe i just fall asleep for a bit in front of the tube and wake to find the news on and the emotional nasuea soon follows because, after all, it's about people...

i mean, human people...

and you know the foolish trouble they can cause...

i'm not sure if misery really loves company, but i am pretty sure humans love misery... miserable species, those humans...

can i go home now?...

wishing i was somewhere there again...

missing music, not more than ever, but at least more today than yesterday...

not sure about tomorrow, but still love ya, ya know...

i didn't even notice

the fireworks this year...

is verizon really better?

or is it just more communist propaganda?...

air conditioner season

it's air conditioner season again... the one in this apartment is not as loud as the one in the last apartments and it does not share a wall with my bedroom and the air vents are not totally uncomfortably placed like the last place, so when it is on (which isn't that often since i like the heat so 80 degrees is usually good for me, i mean, the body is 98.6, after all), it's not that instrusive as background noises go... the tv, on the other hand, has returned as the primary background noise...

meaningful nothing

life is full of noise and most of it is background noise... you decide what is meaningful to you and focus on that and that becomes the noise that matters to you... but from far away, like outer space or somewhere like heaven, it's all background noise...

think about it...

libbo likes tv, sometimes

i used to watch heroes on monday night... before i started playing softball and gave up tv... recently, i plugged the tv back in (you may have heard, it was in all the newspapers)... but the channel that has heroes does not come in clearly at all... it doesn't matter much, since i am out playing softball a couple of nights a week... tonight i got home early and watched the end of chuck, which reminded me of a show about a guy with nanobots inside, jake 2.0... and though the picture is terrible, memory smiles at the simple escape heroes was for a while... save the cheerleader and save the world... i loved watching the cheerleader run... ah, silly libido :)

the picture isn't good enough to actually enjoy watching, but listening, the story seems pretty much the same as it was that first season i watched... and then another show, seems odd, so anybody ever watch medium out there?...

tv

the tv is on again... i'm not sure how it happened, or when, even, the thing just plugged itself in and turned itself on... i think it even bought it's own antenna... oh, those tvs can be so tricky...

tinnitus

constant, steady, sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssometimes screaking, sometimes piercing, some time sooooo distracting the world can hardly get in... constant, through every activity, through sleep, waking, every moment, always present...

microwave rib sandwiches

the trouble with microwave rib sandwiches is that there is something inherently wrong with a sandwich when the bread turns out tougher than the meat...

food

food is not a fair substitute for sharing, yet it has become the background noise calling my name in the silence simply because no one else does...

background people

when you stop sharing on a daily basis, you become the background noise of a personal life...