doug nelson: DISENGAGE!

During a Gmail conversation today, I was confronted with my usual list of entirely unrelated “Suicide Thoughts?” and “How To Make Her Love You” ads (thanks, guys), but, at the top of the neat little stack was the most appropriate and tempting ad of all:

The Original Fecalgram
Send them a box of poop and watch their reaction online!
www.fecalgram.com

Google:
Get out of my head!

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My cat has adorable new behavior issues:
a) She must be with me at all times, even when sleeping
b) This means sleeping on the cold, hard desk if I’m on the computer late at night
c) But, the lights are too bright and the sounds are too loud
d) So she COVERS HER EARS AND EYES WITH HER PAWS AND CRIES SOFTLY.

ME: “Okay, I’ll turn the speakers off, sweetie.”
HER: “Eeeeer!” *stretches, looks at me, covers eyes with both paws*
ME: “We’re not turning the lights off. Go sleep in the living room!”
HER: “Meep…meef.” *sleeps fitfully*

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The Uncanny Valley. Hadn’t read this, and it’s all interesting and stuff.

While we’re linking: Here’s the song I’ve been blasting all day. No, not for download, sillies.

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I realized, last week, that I haven’t been visualizing the end of projects for some time. When I get a new task, I imagine the work, the guilt, the deadlines, the people who will be disappointed, the people breathing down my neck…but never the final, lovely product. Thus, I’ve been very tentative about starting anything recently. Even interpersonal stuff, I have delayed, pushed off, put out of mind: If you don’t think about it, it’ll never come!

No more. Tonight, I visualize my desk being clear, mix CDs made, ads designed, map diagrammed, friend gifted, inbox empty. Friend Diet Coke and I shall labor into the night, aided by the strains of Cello Suite 1 and Cloud Cult.
Ready: GO.

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The X10 ads: Thank God someone’s out there archiving them.