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Things Have Changed, Right? Tuesday: I went to a Microsoft presentation on Office 2000 today that was given across the street from my building at the Oakland Convention Center. We use Microsoft Office at work and we're planning to upgrade from Office '95 to Office 2000. My only thought as I watched the presentation was that perhaps it was possible for a suite of software to grow so large and bloated that it could die of internal hemorrhaging. The other thought was that I was going to have to set this stuff up, learn it and test it and help teach it and that, I can assure you, was depressing. It's been a long day and I got back from work this evening about two hours later than usual. The cat was waiting for me on the sidewalk as I parked, so they must have shown the apartment.
Wednesday: I'd run out of gas before I got home yesterday and
the two paragraphs above show it. You'd poop out too after a
The banner "drawing" was done by an old friend named Dave Sheridan. Dave was the art director of the Rip Off Review of Western Culture during the time that I was editor, the both of us putting together the first issue. There were a lot of people who worked on the magazine and Dave and I got to know one another pretty well. He taught me some things about art direction and about how an artist, a real artist, conducted himself under pressure. Dave died of cancer two months before his first child was born, the same cancer, I learned later, that had killed his father. I heard about his death after I'd moved to Napa. I'd heard that he'd married, but had not heard about the cancer or his death until after the fact. Just like that. I discovered some old negatives this evening from that period and I'm looking forward to going through them and running some of them in this journal. I have pictures of most of the people I worked with, most of them pretty funky and from the looks of the negatives I was developing them myself, but there are a few that turned out. I unearthed maybe ten rolls of 35mm black and white and another four or five rolls of medium format black and white as well. I don't have anything that will scan medium format, but so what? One day. I'll put them in the books with the others.
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morning with Microsoft. This makes two days without a journal entry
in the last week, out of words and out of photos. Can't even blame it
on a full moon.