Crushing blows to the skull, and assorted eye candy

And again, I've gone to long - wondering from work to home, and back without acknowledging the possibility of knowing myself with any certainty. Today was wet, a warm rain soaking the places I pass in the morning hour. This afternoon, Sarah and I enjoyed a quiet lunch at the laundermat - watching dogs run though water pooling in cracked concrete.

SCRATCH is a mighty fine glimpse into the nacent life of an artform and culture in it's infancy. A documentary on the history of turntablism. Once again the history and dance-performance elements and the creative-experiment is more interesting to me than listening to the finished product.

Spent most of my work-day updating the website for the Dept of. Media Arts. New web redesign has everyone up in arms over lost content. Things sgould level out as we make our necessary updates.