the air we breathe

August 28, 2006
Ugh. Off to Colorado. Not sure if I'll have time to make real entries!

Above is what I pre-published. It's kind of weird that I'm so gung-ho about not missing days... actually, some of the scripts that support the site may kind of depend on that, I'm not certain.

I was trying to figure out if it was my imagination, or if the breeze actually felt... I dunno, less dense than at lower altitudes. It seems unlikely that I'd be able to really sense that, so it's probably wishful thinking. At one point I felt a tad lightheaded, but then again, is it the alititude or just a day of work and travel after 5 1/2 hours of sleep?

Quote of the Moment
The Onion: Is there a God?

Jimmy Kimmel: Uh, I think so, yeah. Sure. I was praying for Him to kill me last night as I was vomiting up my lobster pasta. I can't take this altitude: I've been [at the Aspen Comedy Arts Festival] for four days--three last year and one this year--and I've vomited on three of those days.

O: Yeah, the altitude can wreak havoc...

JK: Well, I use the altitude as an excuse, but it's really the 17 shots of whatever people hand me.

--That's been deep in my Palm journal since 2000. Just following "On July 28, 1945, an Air Force B-25 bomber crashed into the Empire State Building on the 79th floor. That's kind of funny.". Hmm, now... not so funny. I remember recalling that fact right when I first heard about 9/11, back for that brief time when we thought it might have just been an accident.