things and stuff and everything between. sometimes i dream about an entirely digital existance. sometimes when i close my eyes and i am trying to focus on the representation of my face my mind creates in the darkness i wonder how effectively i could be convereted into a digital character, and what features would be stand out in the stylized psuedo-me. i am pretty sure i wouldn't look like a normal person, and i would be mostly blue and green. i could travel the world through fiber optics and cat5, and sit in the corner of your screen like clippy the papercrap. the truth: i am just tired of getting hand cramps and blisters on my fingers from playing video games, and i think a direct neural feed would be much less of a hassle. i spend most of the time living on the internet and my hard-drive anyways, it would probably be much more efficient to ditch this whole body thing and suspend my brain in a jar. i could pay for electricty and bandwidth by selling advertising on hotbrain.com

frivved up by Ben at 10:20 PM

this week, i am having trouble wrapping my head around this week. i delivered about 350 packages last week. so many packages, that i still have 50 sitting in my car, and more to go pick up at the office on monday. this week was so crazy, it is continuing into next week, without any sign of slowing down.

frivved up by Ben at 1:08 PM

i admit it, i am skipping work today so i can listen to the mariners game on the radio. it is opening day. today should be a holiday, everyone should get today off work. here in seattle, today has special meaning. it is the official reemergence of our very own hero, ichiro suzuki. between now and october, we get to bask in his brilliant shadow, shielding our eyes from the glowing nimbus surrounding his white uniform as he takes his spot in right field. Our minds gravitate towards him, his black bat held upright in front of him as he stands in the batters box. Before every pitch we smile with giddy anticipation as he tugs at the sleeve on his right shoulder. We sit with our eyes held wide open and unblinking, afraid we will miss everything if we look away even for a moment. traffic stops. work is ignored. a million people collectively hold their breath. 3.1 seconds later, he is standing on first base. the feeling of awe is so widespread, it is palpable. there is a pause, a moment of shock, then the entire city erupts, united by the one thing everyone can agree on: Ichiro is the most incredible thing i have ever seen. we are lucky he plays in our city. he makes seattle a better place to be. today, life seems a little brighter, a little more inspired. opening day is finally here :)

frivved up by Ben at 9:53 AM