Mantra of the Day

I'm calm, collected, and reasonable.
I'm calm, collected, and reasonable.
I'm calm, collected, and reasonable.
I'm calm, collected, and reasonable.
I'm calm, collected, and reasonable.




FUCK!

See the dark, ominous clouds in the background? They're the physical manifestation of car owners' collective consciousness, weeping for their wallets.

Well, Whaddya Know?

Yesterday was so nice, I predicted it could only get worse from there.

Well, it did. After yesterday's comfy temperatures, the weather took a turn for the worse. The morning was so warm, wearing long sleeve shirt and trousers seem to be overkill. Around midday the temperature went north of pleasantville and hovered at the gates of hell. Inferno isn't unleashed for about a month, but the heat was dangerously teetering at it.

It was also a perfect day for a nerve-wracking headache with a tint of sinus pressure. Splendid.

I hate it when I'm right.

The Realist

It's a beautiful warm day in Seattle. The sun is out, no cloud formation anywhere in sight, and the wind is just right. I'm sipping Iced Mocha at Cafe Allegro in a window seat with a nice view to University District. The speakers are blaring Britpop essentials, Stone Roses and Oasis. I have my laptop open, browsing the web and working on my writing. Words and ideas are flowing fairly well. I've plotted most of the first act of a supernatural thriller (you have to start with your favorite genre). Today is really shaping to be a wonderful day.

Of course, all this pleasantness could only mean one thing: It can only get worse from here.

I'm not a pessimist. I'm just a realist. Although I have to admit, it's pretty bleak of me that I could find a negative aspect from such a great day.

Logic? Pfah!

Consider the following tag line for the 2006 ISAUW* Nite from the official site:

Experience Indonesian culture in Seattle with ISAUW.
Presenting Bella Noche.

You know...

I'm pretty sure 'Bella Noche' is Italian.

*Indonesian Student Association at University of Washington