Falken's Maze 1983

Sometime during the third and final stage of college (William Paterson U), I caught a performance of David Bowie on Late Night with Conan O’Brien (almost certainly the 18 Oct. 2002 episode, linked here): And I loved it.

Life continues to unspool at a pleasantly languid pace in the season of fireflies and passing storms.

As I write this I continue to exist mainly through chronologically programmed reruns of BBC’s Top of the Pops on YouTube.

Spoken upon hearing raw data shows Ocean County might get 40″ in this latest storm.

It is the year 2000 and I’m up late in my college dorm overlooking the Hudson River watching The Cars Live at Musikladen (1978) and reading Connie Willis’s Doomsday Book.

When you make the algorithm your b*tch, you get cool things (to make the algorithm your b*tch, avoid video shorts and stupid stuff that steals time and provides nothing): It sent this along during my morning coffee and comic read, which I put on because I…

The other day, after years of social media and constant contact with the greater world through carefully curated, vetted and reliable news organization apps and online newsletters, I lost it and pulled the plug.

The player is ugly as sin but it was free and works.

The last thing she remembered flit out of her head as she looked down and saw the green grass near the flat brick school building, U-shaped from above where she now was, pine trees here and there.

Ocean Gate board-walk on a January evening.