Friday, March 25, 2011


Over the past few weeks I had been collecting thoughts that made me laugh and I wanted to share them with you. But the tsunami came at kind of bad time for me. Natural disasters are inconsiderate like that, I suppose, and before you know it a self-immolation joke isn't as funny as it used to be.

I've been preparing for the next trip abroad. I had JUST clicked 'submit' on the order for my new camera when the phone rang from a contractor to tell me that he wanted an additional $1500. That set off a shitstorm of yelling, fraud allegations, and lawyers (ok, one lawyer) that I used to sleep with.

Something cool did happen recently though: I received a warning letter from my ISP about illegally sharing copyrighted content. Rather than shut it all down, I did the obvious and began using my neighbor's wifi for the illegal stuff. I may be a criminal, but I'm not a leech. One recent, overcast morning, while setting up my laptop in the 38th-floor window of a downtown high-rise, I noticed the sun shining through a break in the clouds, illuminating a small patch of the neighborhood below. It was exactly like the maproom scene in Raiders. The dot of light moving across the tiny buildings paused briefly to shine on the Federal Reserve Bank, which must be a sign, since that's where the gold is. I'm not worried about nazis, I just hope it's not protected by snakes.