You never know, with this kind of thing,
anything could change

Weightless, See Spot Run

February 3. Saturday.

I find myself on my back, head under a stack of electronics, wires dangling around me and my hands trembling from the fumbling of cables and screws. Yup, it’s that time of year again, upgrades deluxe. Today was unique in the fact that the entire technical department came along to build the furniture we had bought for the new “tech room”. The big tech bench we got, although it sounds mind-numbingly boring, is actually quite stylish and impressive. As for me, I had three closets to upgrade, software to install, recabling to be done, wire managers and such to rack and all on a tight rotating downtime schedule… Asleep yet? I almost am, believe me. However, I have something wildly significant to look forward to this evening… It’s finally time for Snatch.. Vinnie Jones et al in a “Lock Stock and Two Smoking Barrels” with a twist of Americana in the form of Brad Pitt. The accompaniment? A visitor from out of town in a sense, someone about which I am going to say very little… Smacks of perfection methinks…

Amazing that this time next week I will be on my way to Australia.. It’s coming up far too fast and I am going to have to leave at a time that is rather inopportune, but it seems that situations in which I find myself are rarely timed with the nuance of a Swiss watch but rather with the inappropriate and hackneyed coordination of a pissed up rugby player on the dance floor… But I am going, glad to be given the opportunity and looking forward to the rest. Two weeks away from work will be strange to say the least, since I have been there for almost 3 years with no more than a handful of days away. Nevertheless, time will pass by for them as it does for me when others disappear to far away locales, with the quiet haste of irresistible inevitability. I’m still planning firmly on one hand luggage and no suitcase, but we’ll see…

Right now, however, I am so tight for time that I am writing this waiting for emails to send and work sessions to terminate on my desktop. So this will have to suffice, a mere signpost to indicate the vague direction in which I am heading.

I’ll be back…