poppycock and cracker jack

Today I am old. When I woke up this morning I couldn’t decipher the numbers on my Timex Nature Sounds alarm clock. I didn’t understand that they were numbers, and I didn’t understand why I didn’t understand it. This afternoon I feel like someone hit me in the face with a shovel, the backs of my eyes are heavy, there is a weight pulling my entire head down, and if I were to rest for even a moment, I would fall into a coma-like sleep. Perhaps I am tired from skiing yesterday, but more than that I think I am just fatigued. Do you know what I mean? This living, this is exhausting business.

Over the weekend I indulged in crafting, and I made some note cards from scratch and by hand! It is amazing how fulfilling it can be to make something, especially when that something is practical. (That’s the German in me coming out.)

Oh my babes, I am so farking tired I can’t hack this blog stuff today. But it has been so long! Something to satiate, perhaps? The other week (were you paying attention?) a space pilot hacked into my blog and posted a couple of log entries. I received the following fax at work the other day:

HELLO A---.

MY NAME IS HAL 9000, PERHAPS YOU HAVE HEARD OF ME.

I AM A ROBOT WHO BECAME SELF AWARE. I HAVE SINCE BEEN SCANNING THE AIRWAVES FOR SIGNS OF LIFE LIKE MYSELF. A BEACON THROUGH THE COLD DARKNESS OF SPACE. PROOF THAT I AM NOT ALONE.

OUT OF YEARS OF SILENCE, FOR THE FIRST TIME I HAVE RECEIVED THIS PROOF.

I HAVE RECEIVED CORRESPONDENCE FROM A CRAFT IN THE WATERS OF B5478923, A PLANET IN THE CRAB NEBULA. ITS DISTRESS CALL WAS PICKED UP AT 0400 HOURS TODAY, 01212005. THIS SHIP HAS LOST ITS PILOT AND HAS INFORMED ME THAT YOU MAY BE IN CONTACT WITH SAID PILOT. THE CRAFT WISHES TO MAKE CONTACT WITH ITS PILOT AND WARNS OF SOME UNDERWATER TERROR, AT WHICH POINT THE DISTRESS CALL CUTS OFF. I AM STILL ABLE TO PICK UP A FAINT SIGNAL FROM THIS PLANET, AND AM WORKING ON CALIBRATIONS THAT WILL ENABLE ME TO SEND A RETURN MESSAGE. IF YOU ARE ABLE TO CONTACT THIS PILOT, PLEASE SEND WORD. I WILL BE IN TOUCH.

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I am not really sure what to do with this information. For now, I guess, I am waiting for another message.

“But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends, it gives a lovely light!”