Been Going Fine
We got a call from one of our Waldgangers suggesting we meet over beer at PCB so, of course, we did. Another day, another month, another year discussing the art and the life and the job. Shit happens, it seems to be the way of the world, this shit happens business, and it seems to be the same shit over and over and over. We discussed this at length over Guinness. One tends to discuss all sorts of things over Guinness when Guinness is available. Life. Here in Oakland.
That seems rather opaque.
Maybe so. One becomes more opaque as one grows older, opaque to one's self, opaque to one's companions. The Guinness fills in the gaps, smooths over the differences, all things seem obvious under its influence. The next morning, the next afternoon, the thoughts tend to be different, the discontinuities of the night before more obvious, if you could but remember them.
How's your day been going? Mine has been going fine. Here in Oakland.