A beautiful day; some sort of balancing out for the delayed springtime. A low self-esteem; some sort of yingyang for the flood of things done. Alliteration, assonance, similes tripping off the tongue like yowls from a cat in heat. Speaking of whom, she sits there, watching the birds, stalking them from the window, waiting to burst through the screen and plummet to the ground, unless she can grab hold of a particularly strong finch who will keep her aloft...

How much TV really is worth watching? How much can we be entertained by other people's lives? And you start to realize; we are the punch-line. And there is no drama more poignant than real life. Even without the laughtrack and the soundtrack and the 30-second tugs at our wallets every 7 minutes or so. What is it that makes us susceptible to television? Or are we simply afraid of having too many moments in life without a script? Have all the thinkers and dreamers and madmen gone away, or are we just too glued to the screen to notice them?

Concepts to sell: Rainbow kleenex (the kids'll love it). Picture frames that allow you to insert a page of text or whatever in the background. Waterproof paper holders for showers, so you can wash and read at the same time (great for last minute studying). I have a wind-up mouse. I want a wind-up squirrel that twitches its tail. How about fan blade art? Looks good just sitting there, and can also be fun to watch when it is spinning. College texts (novels, for instance) with more extra space in the margins for taking notes.

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So there's this little blurb on the blogger start page about relationships forming through blogs. Is this a revelation? True, the stuff I write scares people away, but is it really surprising that a medium in which people share a bit of themselves attracts like-minded souls on a deeper level? I don't think so...

Utne Reader has some articles on friendship this month. They talk about how important it is to exert the effort needed to maintain friendships, and how there are many fringe benefits to doing so. It seems like common sense, on the surface, but I know how easy it is to let people slip out of your life. And I would agree that it is worth it. I've been working on that a lot lately. Sort of as a result of a mini-crisis, but more simply because it is the right thing to do. It's a good thing.

Figures. Just a little over a week until my closing and the car is having problems. Fate always has little tricks up her sleeve to keep us guessing.

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