This is weird. I don't know about you but I suffer a preponderance of revelations. I realize what an odd thing that is to say. Ah well. Check me out, though. It seems like every day I gain some new and interesting insight. It all boils down to what I decide to do with this insight, though... and therein lies the key.
Perhaps revelation was too strong a word. It seems to me that a revelation ought to be something that changes your outlook forever. An event of, if you'll pardon me, biblical proportions. I have, I think, experienced one or two actual revelations. They have a strange way of manifesting. It's like I get my brain thouroughly wrapped around a problem and I think about it for days and days... and a pressure builds up. Finally, usually just after I'm fed up with the whole thing, the knot unties and Boom! It's shocking *uses joan cusack voice mentally*.
I think I'm in the buildup phase right now. This one's been a long time gestating. When the time comes it should be good. These events are usually followed by dramatic changes in my personality. On the other hand I might just be stressed out.
The California Energy Crisis... or Whatever
Any one of you care to speculate on the real underlying cause of the SoCal energy problems of late. I hear a lot of conflicting things. Clark contends that it's all bullshit and the PG&E and co. are just gouging the state as the product of this horribly failed deregulation attempt. Only California could screw up deregulation.
One thing I know for sure is the whoever is really to blame is going to be in a world of hurt when dotcom land figures it out. It looks like Californians are suddenly out $40 billion. Rough year, I'd say.
All this is just hearsay, though. I have little real understanding of the situation, and therefore should probably shut up. If nothing else it's made for some very amusing traffic across the veridian mailing list
Thank You
I just want to say a public thank you to all of my friends for being themselves and wonderful. I don't know what I would do without all of you. I love you.
I know, I know. The lyric is Gordon Lightfoot. Sue me.
If one more person recommends Daniel Quinn's "Ishmael" to me I am going to scream. Mom, today, made three... there we have it. I'll read the freakin thing already. Sheesh!
Another mp3.com find is Anarchy Steering Committee. Reminds me of King Missle and the Dead milkmen.