Aren't There Supposed to be Boiled Eggs?

Nice weather for an Easter. Here's hoping the bunny brought you everything you wanted. That's how it works, right?

Patch Cordage

Underground rumblings are scariest when their source has been an accurate predictor in the past. True enough, being prolific in noise-making makes the likelihood of hitting a target greater, but the fact that an event occurred in a correlating manner might be enough to take precautions to avoid consequences. Ounce of prevention and all that.

You never know who might be taking their cues from a broadcast message. Erroneous as the interpretation may be, like the tragic Catcher in the Rye cryptographers, the workers of said blockchain may put together a picture from dots connected in the wrong places. Don't do that.

Quantum Leap

You'll never find the end of your imagination. When you think you've come to the end of the road, look around. You'll find there's always a turn to take.

The limits are set only by your willingness or ability to follow your imagination. Even then, though, you can use it to find another way to fit your will. If you're too tired, use it to find an easier way. If you're confused, imagination can make a way you'll understand.

Or don't. Who cares?

Strange Days

Some days are better than others. Some are worse. Some are weird.

Recently, there have been weird ones. Well, unexpected would be more accurate. For example, today the neighbor's yard was on fire when I came home from work... and they were throwing gasoline into the trees. Yup. That happened.

In disbelief, head cocked sideways, I got out of the car wondering what the ^&*( was going on. I don't know if they saw me and realized something was amiss, or they were done burning whatever they were burning, but they stopped. I've been checking every few minutes to see if the smoldering piles flame back up.

Earlier, I saw a solid white cat standing in the middle of a couple of dudes who were playing basketball in their driveway. The cat's mouth was open like it was calling for the ball. I had to do a double take. The dudes didn't seem like this was out of the ordinary.

There was a tourist-looking dude on the Pettus bridge who seemed to be taking close-up pictures of the asphalt. He was pointing his camera down, focusing and taking pictures. Maybe there was some artifact on the ground. There wasn't anything to be easily seen. There's no way he could have been taking pictures of any bridge-related landmark, though.

As I type this, the fact that there was just a full moon popped into my head. Maybe that explains it. Maybe not.

Superstitious

Everyone is superstitious. Some folks believe in a plethora of gods working to make the world go 'round. Others believe that voting creates leaders who work to make the world go 'round. Totally the same 'diff.

Museum Piece

Library book smells. Piped-in audio in museums... the crackling narrations in front of spotlit artifacts. The way old things look in dimly lit displays. It's funny how that stuff can be way more interesting and attractive than new, unspoiled things.

Fire

Events today in Paris reminded me of the Black Metal Scandinavian church burnings back in the 90s. No idea if today's fire was arson or not, but seeing the cathedral of Notre Dame burn was very reminiscent of those days of Mayhem and Burzum. Sad.

If only those idiots would've put their energy into burning something that has the ability to really hurt people... like the state. Tax day would have made a good example, too. Instead, they burned old buildings.