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Oct. 22nd, 2002 02:48 pmDude, at my office now, we have two Darlenes, three Mikes, two Stans, two Steves, two Jims, and two Waynes. How about that? Out of only 41 employees or so. Amazing.
Oct. 22nd, 2002
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Oct. 22nd, 2002 02:51 pmThis morning I had every intention of getting to work by seven (I got here by seven-thirty, but with no shower; not too bad). When my alarm clock went off at five something, I awoke to the moon BLASTING into my room. Lighting the whole damn thing up. Like "Bombs Over Baghdad", that will never, ever, ever get old: the amount of illumination that a full moon produces. It casts shadows, sharp shadows. I guess I'd be less impressed if I lived a while ago, when we humans weren't so prolific at lighting things up. To see nature/science/God do it instead . . . amazing.
By the time I drove to work, the sun had risen somewhat. The sky was a pale pale blue with streaks of pink, and the moon was still out, WHITE, nay SILVER. This weren't no pale moon that you see in the day sometimes -- this was a silver moon, hanging in a pink sky. Life is good.
By the time I drove to work, the sun had risen somewhat. The sky was a pale pale blue with streaks of pink, and the moon was still out, WHITE, nay SILVER. This weren't no pale moon that you see in the day sometimes -- this was a silver moon, hanging in a pink sky. Life is good.