"…and not for five minutes will I be distracted from the wonder…"

6 days of rain, pt. 2

Uncategorized — d-ashes on February 27, 2004 at 7:53 pm

one intriguing aspect of chaos is the systems of order that we place upon it…creating signposts for the road as you travel on it leads to some interesting turns, for sure…or consider living and its nuances a deck of cards…shuffle it and the cards are in a particular order…turn each of them over one by one and you begin to observe that order…two 8’s in a row…a club, a diamond, then another club and another diamond directly following them…no matter how you shuffle them, the cards have some order that becomes recognizable, though any pattern you assign to their turning is the result of chance and chaos…the question is, how often do you shuffle the deck?…

i, personally, for good or ill, think i shuffle the deck multiple times a day…in part it’s a defense against the possibility that at any point and time the deck could be taken from me and flung in the air…i short circuit that possibility by continually engaging myself in a game of 52 card pickup…it’s at times a trying game/philosophy, but it is rarely boring…

(5) friday (the 13th)
i had stayed at hollie and brian’s and awoke after unremembered but engaging dreams…the rain was up to its old trick, beating a steady time that was becoming a bit unnerving considering the number of days that it had kept it up…i was all fired up to take a shower and get the previous night’s grime removed, so i threw my shoes on my bare feet and without taking my jacket grabbed my keys to get my backpack out of the car…hollie and brian’s front door will open kindly for you, but shut it and it’s automatically locked…so was the back door…so friday the 13th began with me sockless, jacketless, walletless, and phoneless standing in a cold rain…had i not had my keys it would have been a minor catastrophe…it didn’t take long to weigh my options…i just figured i would head to work unshowered and without a jacket, which was not so pleasant in the cold drizzle…thankfully i had another pair of socks in my backpack, so i didn’t have to go sockless, which wouldn’t have been too comfortable in my old leather shoes that haven’t had insoles for a number of years…

we’d been given strong hints that friday was going to be the day for us to start getting into the new building just north of banner hall…almost 2 years of planning and 2 months of construction had finally culminated in bobby and i having our own building to work in…part office, bookstore and event space, the thing was empty, save for the counter…i hadn’t really been prepared to say my official goodbye to the bookstore, but as i boxed up my things in the first editions room, which i’d called home since working there, i realized the time had come…i stopped by susie’s spot at the counter and told her that while working with her i’d said a lot of things that i didn’t mean, but that i’d also said a lot that i did…i got a smile and a giggle out of her, which isn’t easy to elicit from susie…

bobby’s and my’s big task for the day was to go to office depot to get office chairs and some peripherals required to get things up and running…bobby wanted to stop by his place and check on skyla before our office depot run, so i grabbed hollie’s keys from her (she works downstairs from me at broadstreet) so i could grab my stuff from her house…after a successful extraction we swung by bobby’s…skyla was pleased to see us and we played chase up and down the hall for a minute…while bobby put her back in her kennel i stepped outside, finally able to be outdoors for more than a minute now that i had my jacket…out in bobby’s yard was none other than the black cat from the previous evening…as bobby locked his door it crossed my path again…for a moment i was mortified, then figured that since it crossed from right to left this time (opposite of last night’s path) that the curse must have been negated…we had a good laugh about that and headed for the car…as i turned the key in my door i glanced up to see the cat cross my path yet again…i was right back where i started, and maybe a bit worse off since my only black cat crossing officially on the books was on friday the 13th itself…

i’m not a fan of large scale retail and office depot epitomizes everything about it that i hate…it’s just a huge fluorescent lit warehouse that’s loud, bright, and sterile…also, office equipment comes in 3 colors: black, white, and tan, so aside from the pens and highlighters the place was fairly devoid of emotion…nonetheless, bobby and i got down to business…power strips were found, printers contemplated…the only real fun was the office chairs…i’m amused and startled at the site of office and home mockups within stores…one of the scariest memories i have (and this isn’t a joke, silly as it sounds, it really bothers me still) is of being 6 or 7 years old and and wandering into the bed department at McRae’s in the Metrocenter Mall…the mock ups of intitmate little bedrooms (especially the faux windows with the lighted, opaqued backing) really freaked me out…i think i imagined that people had to sleep there every night, in bedroom stacked against bedroom, with windows that looked out only into a milky white nothing…

anyways, back to chair shopping…i walked into 15 to 20 made up offices and proceeded to sit in every chair…i did this throughout the department…sit, stand, move 1 chair over…sit, stand, etc…i’m sure it looked fairly absurd because it felt very absurd doing it…but i didn’t want to miss a chair…this was a piece of furniture i was probably going to use more than any other (including my bed) for a good while, so i wanted to get it right…i presented my vote to bobby, he presented his…after some deliberations and a call to home base the decision was made…the chair was chosen…mission accomplished…

after chair choosing bobby and i were both pretty worn out…the whole shopping endeavor had taken longer than we thought it would and our environs were wearing thin on us…checking out took a while and was a bit of a pain, so by the time that we were walking out the door it felt like we were coming up for air after being underwater for just a bit too long…and here is about where the day got the weirdest…bobby and i walk out of office depot…i look up into the gloom, adjusting my eyes to the full spectrum of natural light…and as my eyes adjust they are staring straight at a flock of over 100 seagulls…no shit…a flock of seagulls in the office depot parking lot (i asked bobby if he saw them too…he did), the mass circling and cawing while a few rogues dropped to the pavement to scavenge or possibly check license plates trying to decide what wrong turn they took…seeing one or two gulls around jackson isn’t uncommon, but a flock that big is very out of place…the deck was reshuffled in that parking lot, no doubt about it…

to be continued, yet again…

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