I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through

Thursday, October 15, 2009


I'm thick! Thiss after conferenth germith thing hath finally taken hold. Posth nathal dwip, change of thesesans allergies, lack of thleep and in general poor nutrition (although not for lack of trying on the part of the staff) for the path two weeks hath knocked me forth a loop.

Still at work, though. Oh yes. I'm not tossing my cookies, nor am I in severe pain, so to work I am.


Anonymous said...

Oh yeah, that's the stuff!

Feel better soon, Steve.


WendyB_09 said...

Home chicken soup will fix you right up. I've got some in the freezer, but as the transporter isn't working, sorry.

Feel better soon.

Steve Buchheit said...

Cath, yep, it was pretty bad, but I think I'm on the downside of it.

WendyB, well, I did have chicken for dinner last night. Does that count?

(didn't have time to cook, still sorting out schedules in the aftermath of VP, and also spousal disease issues are warranted a "buy it on the way home" kind of dinner)