I have one of the worst memories of anyone you will ever meet. There’s an Ani Difranco song where she talks about the goldfish getting to rediscover anew the little castle at the bottom if its bowl each day. That’s pretty much how it is being me.
To combat this problem I’ve been writing stuff down for the last ten years or so. Things I’ve thought, things I’ve seen, things I’ve done, things I hope to do, pretty much all of it. I figure if I’m going to represent my life I might as well be honest about it, and honestly the only consistent feature is the lack of consistency.
So, read if you like. Much of it is contorted philosophizing or abstract geekery, but there’s a good story mixed in there from time to time.
Will
