Should I do something like my old On Display collaborations with a fiction bent? Godzilla meets Dilbert? Another section, maybe, of photographs with a clever narration along the lines of my early 1998 entries? Work like hell on the new personal site and the company site to make my resume look better? It's warm. Did I mention that? Not good to make decisions when it's warm and the mind is wandering and Wuss is throwing up after choking down half a can of cat food for dinner. My thought is it's time for change, not only in the work, but in everything else. Think, thank, thunking along this evening before the advent of fall.

This will pass. Change is not your friend, although you die without it. One of life's little mysteries. I have this hunch it's coming all at once, not unlike death. Death, ashes and a Phoenix, arising from. Deedle-dee-dum. Time for a nap. In Oakland.