The Edge of the Internet

A few nights back one of the minuscule slivers of my psyche was minding his own business being glum over a half eaten bagel in the little coffee shop I keep in the back of my mind. This was one of those self reflecting pensive slivers and he had a problem, well not so much a problem as a nagging need. Like much the rest of my psyche he’s retreated to the coffee shop to ponder his need, perhaps to write it down. It was one of those quiet moments that out worldly displayed themselves as a sham of a smile and mumbled inanities to my friends. Anyways we were talking about my sliver of need that had just been interrupted by a rather gregarious element of my emotions.
“Why so glum, chum.”
“The fact you just spoke that should be reason enough for my gloom.”
“Okay, but nothing is ever that cut and dry so spill on the rest.”
“Fine, fine, I’m feeling a lack in my life.”
“You don’t have a life you’re just a thought the rest are using as a narrative device for a blog entry. What could be so lacking as all that?”
“I feel like writing something.”
“So do all the rest of us, big deal.”
“Yes but none of us are writing.” They then sat in silence looking at the half eaten bagel.
“Are you going to eat that?”
“Eventually, that is why I brought it.”
“Okay.” Shrug. Silence. “You know you’re right we aren’t writing and we really should write. We even found an audience for our silly attempts at creation… ah well we should get back into the habit.”
“So what should we write?”
“Two guys in a coffee shop are talking…”

I realize that I have not posted here in a long time. It’s not some tragic reason but simply because I moved to a new house and have no internet right now. (/me pokes Tim) I’m out of the loop in many ways, but have decided its time to get myself back up to speed.

Robert, I don’t know what your life is like right now. Call me at the new house number 604-520-0538. we should do late night coffee, spook the locals with eccentric talk.

I’ll post more I promise.

Today at work I informed a co-worker: “I truly think that God hates you, but that’s only because I’m not too fond of you myself.” Where the hell have I read that line before?