She still exists,
but I find myself trying to move on from the fascination as a protective measure to attempt putting my own life into perspective . . .

The results can be so discouraging

the truth of the matter is that I turn 31 tomorrow and I’m trying desperately to learn ‘Thinking About You’ by Radiohead, from Pablo Honey, for no real reason other than the guitar tends to calm me down, and some random internet persona has suddenly made me believe once again that I’m worth a shit . . . that and raging forth into futility occasionally seems the most logical thing to do in world gone mad . . .

you see, i’m the kind of nut-job who knows the U.S. flag code well enough to tell you that the flag is flown upside down in times of distress . . .

on the morning of November 5th, 2008, I’m proud to say that the only thing I have ever bought at Wal-Mart is my american flag,

and i’ve flown it proudly, up-side down because we have been in a time of distress . . . but there is still so much good here . . .

I present this from that side of my brain that occasionally drinks beer and types while listening to rock and roll; I have obviously almost not really edited this . . . heheheheheheheheheheeehheheehheeheh . . . .

enjoy!!!

- finite

Nearing two o’ clock in the am, November 4, 2008.

I’ve got this Obama button sitting on my desk; I just pulled it off of my hat because Michigan doesn’t allow electoral paraphernalia at the polls, so I pulled it and tossed it down amongst the rest of the paraphernalia that clutters my work space, you know, computer screens and empty beer bottles.