No Theme Today

“S” just called, she’s done with finals, and is patiently waiting for me to knock off work early.  I’m listening to Estelle’s “Come Over”, like sweet breath to my ears.  “S” told me her man has been hired on as a GM of a fitness franchise here.  We’re movin’ on up!  haha…maybe she can trade in that crappy Grand-Am.  We went from a slammed 500 series Beamer, to an Acura, to rollin’ the Grand-Am.  Economy’s been tough.  When I refer to “we”, I try to live my life without materialism, I enjoy that moral high-ground, so I rely on my friends and family to sell out to the “man” and collect the fringe benefits.  Works out well.  So, yeah, “we’re” movin’ on up.

I woke up this morning to the tragedy of Chengdu.  On the Today Show, I thought I saw a misty Anne Curry for a split moment as she was forced to segue into the dumb democratic primary.  Maybe it was me welling up.  Chengdu is where we send our students to study abroad here.  I wonder if they are surviving.

62,000 dead in Myanmar, civil war looming in Zimbabwe, the Sudan still…and here I am in this cubicle coma, staring at my computer screens.  I cannot claim victory over feeling useless these days.  My hands, my eyes, my heart, all untapped resources for this crazy world…

I have to go meet “S”…