I notice my fellow NaBloPoMones are already beginning to resort to embedded YouTube links (yes, Annika, I’m looking at you) and list memes (hi, Aynde!), and I don’t blame them. (This shit is hard!)
But I don’t think it’s come to that yet. (Note that I said “Yet.”)
I said earlier this week that I don’t like to blog about work, and that’s what’s consuming my mental energies right now, so if that was all I had to talk about today, you would indeed be watching an embedded video clip shot by someone who isn’t me. (How about embedded Hulu links? Are those any less cheesy than YouTube clips? No? That’s what I thought.) But as I sat up in here in the dimly-lit garret of NovySan’s office, waiting for him to get off work so we can go eat sushi with an opera singer, someone else started to sing.
Crickets.
They live in the walls.
And they’re calling out for love, sweet love.
