So.... here I sit, typing again.

Night has always been the place from which I draw strength. I have known this since an early age. Sometimes night is still and quiet; sometimes it is wild. But always it is dark, except for the lights of the city, the moon, and the glow of the CRT.

I arrived back from a walk through the night just moments ago. My unshaved-since-yesterday cheeks still feel cold when I press my hands against them. A winter night.

It was not an especially long walk. In fact, it was rather short. Still, I consider it significant, because this walk managed to at least somewhat calm the inner turbulance that has been torturing my spirit on and off for the past 24+ hours.

There are so many possible directions I could go from here in this rambling. I know I will not achieve them all on this night. (Perhaps the Content Collective model of thought would be better suited to this sort of thing. Different "directions"...? Hmmmm... ;)

I'll go for the literal reverse chronology narrative for now.

Before I went on this little walk, I had arisen from a nap. Not an especially long nap, but a nap that I needed. Why? Well, because I was tired. :)

After the nap, I did as I had done before the nap. I played a game of Myth II: Soulblighter, in which my armies were bitterly defeated. (Although I did manage to achieve victory on the first level at Willow Creek.)

Rewind to the mid-afternoon adventure in Tobias. I journied into Boulder, fully aware that I too have now fallen prey to the all-American tradition of covering one's own problems and pains through the aquisition of material possessions. But I went anyway.

I arrived at my destination, and was pleased with what I found there. SoftPro books. The store did indeed live up to all the good things I've heard about it. A one stop shopping soloution to feed the inner geek. Walls lined with all sorts of books. Tons of O'Reilly titles. And yes, the rumors are true, my friends: They do have Loki games.

I wandered the store for a while before choosing what to purchase. Obviously, I got Myth II: Soulblighter. That one had been recommended to me as a good challenging combat strategy game. So, without even having played the demo, I snarfed it up. Priced at $25. Not a bad deal. Not bad at all.

From the O'Reilly section, I decided it was high time to expand my knowledge and refresh my brain with a book I had pondered getting long ago, but didn't have the cash back at that time (during the Fall '99 era). The Wolf book. Mastering Algorithms with Perl.

Finally, one that another content farmer has raved about on more than one occassion caught my eye. A work of fiction titled Cryptonomicon. Into the reading queue it went.

Readers of this page may now place bets on when and if Bitscape will read all the way through it.

I wanted to give Tobias a bath afterwards, but when I arrived at the car wash, the lines were too huge to even make me think twice. In fact, I had to go back out the road marked "Entrance" in order to escape at all, because the wide lane leading to the exit route to the exit was blocked by the line of cars.

Let's see... rewind some more.

This morning, bouncing introduced me to the one he is calling Lisa (as in Simpson), which I presume will appear on the network at some point in the near future. A Duron 800 with an onboard SCSI controller (bouncing does not yet own a SCSI drive, but he intends to acquire one at some point in the future), and a huge case. I look forward to seeing Lisa in action.

Rewinding to last night...

For those who do not vulturize the Collective, I watched some DVD mythology, and had a rather unique experience attempting to transcribe and summarize scenes in a semi-realtime fashion. No such attempt will be made while I watch tonight's all new Xena. (Duh. I don't even have a live broadcast feed into my room, and I have no intention of moving Argo out of the Lair this evening.)

Alrighty. That's my life. Don't wear it out. I think I'll call that enough for this rambling.