First of all, thanks to everyone arriving via search engine for the Live8 concert, specifically Pink Floyd. If you check the comments of the July 5th post, you'll find a link to AOL's music archives of the performance in London. Be warned: it requires an ActiveX control, meaning that you Firefox users can't see it. Me, I'll just wait for the DVD.

I fell asleep after a fully non-caffeinated day. Sometimes I do that to see if my body really does need that latte. This answer is, maybe it does, but it also likes the big billowy bed, so it's hard to go wrong with either choice. The downfall is that I'm up at 2am, but I needed to do some thought-collecting anyway. The very sharp and very frequent readers will not that I edited that last post a few times. Subtle variations from the original, but different nonetheless. The only part I still don't like is the bit about the picture window, but it sounds nice so I'll keep it in despite the lack of flow. But I guess the ranting, regretting, rueing and lamenting is what it's all about.

Plus, I recently found the old Bremsstrahlung CD, but my Arcam won't play it. And Windows, bless its heart, crashes upon loading it in the CD tray. Encased are approximate ones and zeroes that represented a carefree time of unlimited potential in my life, though I had no idea at the time. Do kids ever know the full scope of their possibilities? Do adults?

Do I dare disturb the universe? In a minute there is time for decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse. But the one constant underpinning notion throughout all of my mental meanderings has been to live a life unrepeatable. And so whenever I'm in doubt (often), I have to rely on that for guidance.