Friday, January 03, 2003

It’s not enough that the

It’s not enough that the world is hurtling toward extinction, that human nature is a cesspit, that entropy is final and immutable.  I could handle that stuff.  It wasn’t my problem.  Not so long as I had my cheapass halogen desklight I got at Targe’.  It brought a small, unfocused spot of incandescent light to my dusky beige cube, the only visible source of non-flickering, non-florescent illumination for those who toil in the grantmines as I do.  Yeah, so yesterday I heard it crackle and cackle and I wondered, like, “Hm.” And then I wondered, like, “Crackling.  Not so great.” But today I turned it on and there was a flash and a pop and no more light.  So NOW I’m pissed.  And don’t tell me I can just change the light bulb.  I read all the jokes and now I have no idea how many lawyers or non-profit administrators or white men or whatever it takes to screw in a lightbulb.  All I know is that I languish in relative darkness, my blog-editing screen now the brightest thing in my day.  All else evaporates into the misty obscurity of office lighting design.

MORAL: Electricity is our friend.