The Banzai Chronicles

Walking across the bridge over I-5, I saw the Cascades, Mount Rainier, and the Seattle skyline in the pink hues of dusk. Walking toward me, a curly-haired girl wearing headphones kept looking back over her shoulder.

"It's beautiful," she said, the soft lilt of laughter in her voice.

"It is," I smiled.

She was right. It was beautiful. That's our city.

Was moody much of today, which is a shame, because it's been a fine day by all accounts. Terribly angry and just looking for ways to direct it; every ordinary frustration becomes a volcano in my soul.

Pub time with Nate at Murphy's, however, was most enjoyable. Good to reconnect with my friend and with the place. Pints by the fire are the way men were meant to relate.

Tonight I'm upgrading the operating system on my PowerBook to 10.3. One small step for geek, one giant leap for geekkind.