Demon Day

-If I could go back to the beginning, I would call this space "The Flypaper Wall"  because each day is about what horrible things stick.

-Today's a Demon Day, when the spirit swoops in and takes over the body, breathing fresh salty life and all is oblivion and bliss and sin. Sin in the pleasure of it,  sin in the rooted base, sin in the fleety escape, sin in the end is near and there is nothing else to do. It is sin in the forbidden, in the peering behind thin wooden slats to wet earth. Sin in the righteous guilt, the pious afterglow of knowing right from wrong. Sin in the sloshing of time, the clock's intoxicated revelries at the expense if its own delicate parts. 

-A scientist did an experiment to measure happiness over time by giving her subjects beepers and then at random intervals asking the subjects status questions like "how angry are you?" Or "how sad do you feel?" This experiment went on for years. How bizarre to be those subjects with the $5 therapist on their belts, blurting vague open questions on a whim.

-Saw a great show today called The Farnsworth Invention by Aaron Sorkin. Wonderful script, beautifully acted and masterfully directed, it was a real joy from start to finish. I can't tell you how nice and palate cleansing it is to see theater come together like that; it just clicks.

Haiku of the Day:

Pupils dilate
to the quick passage of light
from bone to finger

Today's Drawing (inspired by the phrase "Cheeky Monkey" from an English stereotype)

Today's "365" Project (Take a painting or photo and extend it outward)
"Monster!"

Today's Runners

THE UNSTOPPABLE JOE COOK

TOTAL DAY'S MILES: 4.3