OF WRITING IN THE SKY
4.2.98
I played no April Fool's jokes yesterday. Things just weren't going that well for me. T. and I are having "issues" and I'm trying to get the website I'm working on out the door. ("Captain -- she just can't take it anymore -- we've got to launch!") It's all about content baby. The funniest Fool's site was up at teevee.org and I just happen to know one of the writers. This entry in the L.A. stories is going to be somewhat wandering so bear with me.
A couple days ago while driving home on the 405 I noticed a question mark in the sky. It was definitely skywriting but there seemed to be no defined question. There were actually two question marks where it appeared part of the "cloud" had drifted away leaving a trace of where it hand been -- like a shadow. So, I pondered this while avoiding slamming into other cars during the stop and go traffic and was quite perplexed that I couldn't come up with a good enough thesis for just what the '?' was supposed to mean. There's the philosophical interpretation of a question mark hanging over Los Angeles just asking, "Why? Why? Why?" Which isn't a bad question to ask when you're in L.A. the problem is that the answer is unreachable. L.A. doesn't make sense, really. For example, why is the big, blonde, inflated hips-tits-lips diva the perceived spokesmodel of L.A. life rather than the impoverished hispanic selling oranges in the street medians? I see a lot more of the latter than the former. There's the mundane mad-lib interpretation which suggests that the original question simply floated away. Questions posed to the sky might have been, "Will You Marry Me?" or, "Where in the World is Carmen Sandiago?" or, "What's the Frequency, Kenneth?" I have decided on my own interpretation which is also sort of mundane but also pleases me. The skywriting was practice. Someone was practicing their art or maybe they were being tested: "Right-o, Jimmy. You've done the circle, you've done the heart with the arrow through it and you've spelled Albuquerque in cursive now it's time for the ultimate test -- the question mark."-- a hush falls over the crowd --
I mean, you've got to practice, right?
Anyway, I had another job interview today and I really want it. I really need it. I'm trying not to get my hopes up too much since they still have to interview some others but I think it would be a lot of fun. The people are really cool and the site looks really interesting and would give me the opportunity to really stretch and flex and learn some new technology. Keep your fingers crossed for me. Lastly, I thought that I would share the fact that I have a pretty cool looking wound on the first knuckle of my right hand from bashing the bags at my boxing gym. I've gone twice this week. Monday was a pretty good workout where I made my knuckle red and then Wednesday's workout was pretty intense. Boxing is a great way to relieve stress and frustration -- Wednesday's bag was dedicated to the "issues" with T. I'm feeling much stronger now than I was three weeks ago and the knuckle scabs make me feel badass. Watch out for me, kid. æ |
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