Wednesday, October 12, 2005
AWOL...Absence Without Leaving
It has been a long time since I have written a post, but I haven't really been absent from writing. I have actually been spending much time organizing my thoughts, papers, documents and photos in the background, hoping that at some point, I can actually put it all together into a meaningful written symphony. However, the one thing that most needs my "organizational skills" is my brain, which although it is present in my body, has been missing for some time now.
I have also not completely finished trying to fight my computer, which, although it does not register as having a virus, seems to be showing symptoms of Alzheimer's, including, but not limited to, having misplaced the "My Documents" link on the desktop (irretrievably, of course), and "losing" the link to "Programs" in the start menu. I am still capable, as of this writing, of writing. (Knock on wood!) The internet, itself, does not seem to have been effected on this computer, indicating that perhaps the problem is within the computer (or the monkey operating it) itself. Nevertheless, I shall remain undaunted. Until whatever it is that seems to be corrupting the innocence of my "child" completely deletes my ability to verbalize, I will endeavor to post as much as my time allows.
I will leave you with the
last drawing that I intend to place on this site. Although it is not my best by any stretch of the imagination, it does express the "inner me". The history behind it is simple. I was sitting on the balcony of the apartment in Alex, ten floors up, enjoying the breeze, the birds, and my heavenly cup of joe, which had been one of the first cups of American coffee I'd had in a year in a half. (Karim's family had given us a coffee maker at Christmas.) Enthralled by the smooth taste, and buzzing beyond words, I felt the need to immortalize not only the coffee and the feeling behind it, but the yellow and white "Lipton" mug that was my favorite. (Oh, how I miss that mug!)
I have also not completely finished trying to fight my computer, which, although it does not register as having a virus, seems to be showing symptoms of Alzheimer's, including, but not limited to, having misplaced the "My Documents" link on the desktop (irretrievably, of course), and "losing" the link to "Programs" in the start menu. I am still capable, as of this writing, of writing. (Knock on wood!) The internet, itself, does not seem to have been effected on this computer, indicating that perhaps the problem is within the computer (or the monkey operating it) itself. Nevertheless, I shall remain undaunted. Until whatever it is that seems to be corrupting the innocence of my "child" completely deletes my ability to verbalize, I will endeavor to post as much as my time allows.
I will leave you with the
last drawing that I intend to place on this site. Although it is not my best by any stretch of the imagination, it does express the "inner me". The history behind it is simple. I was sitting on the balcony of the apartment in Alex, ten floors up, enjoying the breeze, the birds, and my heavenly cup of joe, which had been one of the first cups of American coffee I'd had in a year in a half. (Karim's family had given us a coffee maker at Christmas.) Enthralled by the smooth taste, and buzzing beyond words, I felt the need to immortalize not only the coffee and the feeling behind it, but the yellow and white "Lipton" mug that was my favorite. (Oh, how I miss that mug!) 
