Understand in my younger years four beers was what we drank getting ready for the party. I've seen many a night finished with a double whiskey and a beer back or two or three after a long night or days and nights of serious consumption. I know something about the world of alcohol, but I thought here, in this journal many years later, I'd tell the truth about what was happening and if four beers is a big deal, well then four beers is a big deal and not to worry the younger me would have long ago stopped reading. Anyway, it's Wednesday, and I'm feeling fine.

Rumor is something large and amazing will be announced pretty quick at the company. A merger of some sort, mass layoffs, a reorganization: take your gruesome pick. My day skittered along the edge of the abyss, but what the hell, there's money in the bank and I'm feeling wreckless and or reckless or something. Spring is here, the weather is marvelous and there's a parade to be photographed on Sunday. And, having just called the Superior court information line, I'm not due to report in the morning. I call in again at noon to see if I've got to report in the afternoon. Maybe I've dodged another bullet, maybe this is a setup for a miserable trial to follow.

I'm playing the soundtrack to Wonder Boys at the moment. I really am getting to be an old fart. I got an email from Columbia House offering 12 free CD's if I'd only sign up and I went to their site thinking, well, what the hell? I didn't know any of the albums. Classic rock? Yeah, there were maybe a half dozen I might like to have, being free and what not, but they wouldn't be my choice if I were spending money. (Twelve free CD's? Free?) Yeah, well. One thing though, listening to the Wonder Boys soundtrack, how did I miss Leonard Cohen back in the days when I was buying? Waiting for the Miracle is playing as I write and it is, well, it is good. I've bought one or two of his albums, but I bought them after hearing his work in relatively recent movies, Natural Born Killers comes to mind. Well, in looking at Natural Born Killers I see Waiting for the Miracle is included on that one too, along with The Future, which, I suspect, I should play right now just to remind myself how it sounds. The copyright on both Cohen tunes is 1992, which explains why I missed him. Cohen and, it seems, Nine Inch Nails.

Still Wednesday and I'm still writing. I wonder what I may have here in the way of pictures? Maybe I will post this on May Day first of May after all.