long day

for a short day

long day

for a short day

i guess it's time

time to see with new eyes

specs are in

these i've got ain't cuttin' it

somehow i'm not up for this hard thing today

oh, crap---forgot to call about that other thing

thing 1, thing 2, thing 3

i guess it's time

time to see with new eyes

specs are in

these i've got ain't cuttin' it

somehow i'm not up for this hard thing today

oh, crap---forgot to call about that other thing

thing 1, thing 2, thing 3

also just heard

big new fence put in at my place

businesses next door put small section of fence up, replacing broken-up section, days ago, but neighbor e-mails that they've been at it with a big section all day today

hunh

a fence is just a fence is a fence, to paraphrase our G

also just heard

big new fence put in at my place

businesses next door put small section of fence up, replacing broken-up section, days ago, but neighbor e-mails that they've been at it with a big section all day today

hunh

a fence is just a fence is a fence, to paraphrase our G

okay. this is fun.

Well, this this, which is my first time on the computer, isn't exactly fun. In fact it's quite tricky to type to you at the moment---or to see what I've typed, in the swirling pool in front of me. But having these progressive focus eyeglass lenses tonight has been some (mild) wild fun. "Don't look down," they told me, "on stairs or at curbs"--- but that's half the fun! Losing balance, getting dizzy. That and warping the whole world with just a little side-to-side head action. World portrait in a concave mirror. Waves and bulges and a visual reality that matches my inner vision much better than what you see through regular glasses. Here's one big surprise about why: since the edges have much less prescription, what used to be the sharp switching point between fuzzy and crisp, at the edges of lenses, is now just part of the transition. Between that factor and the waves of focus inside the lenses themselves, it's all a big fluid mess. Just like life.

Switching up the lyric I couldn't quite get behind the other day, I can get behind this: Everything is messy and convoluted, and that is beautiful. Or entertaining, anyway, since the novelty's not worn off. Novelty being a good thing, sometimes.

Not to BS too. I do basically want my glasses to be functional assistants to everyday vision, rather than poetically appropos characterizers of reality. But they really did pick me up tonight. There I'd been, leaving the office feeling all morose & dishelvelled (I can't see well enough to look that up---is that a word?) & in a bit of a funk, trying to get past it or through it or something, but thinking maybe it wasn't even the time to pick up my specs. And then I hadn't had them five minutes before the goofy fun set in. House of mirrors, roller coaster, elements of style big-time. How I managed to enjoy it I wish I knew. It's easy to forget, when you're enjoying, how hard it can be to enjoy. And it's easy to forget, when you're not enjoying, how easy it can be to enjoy.

Just to be facile in yet another offhand way.

Had a drink on Main w/E & O (E just got a great internship for a big hunk of next year) and then went w/BFD to Ikea, which was a great visual environment for this trippy whoa-wooooo lens thing. Lots of things in rows and columns, and patterns, and contrasting colors, with a great variety of focal distances to choose from to aim at. We also sat next to a big glass window looking down over the parking lot, for more good visuals. Playing with my eyeballs may have made me a less absorbed conversational partner than usual. But it was hard, even given the good talk of a sort I enjoy a lot, to stop breaking out in lens tripping.

Now this computer thing is going to be a challenge. I'm already thinking of aabassplayer's computer-distance-only glasses, and wondering whether some such might behoove. But basically what I'd like to report to ya'll from a first night with multi-focals is this: I'm not nauseous yet, or headachey, and in the "real" world they're actually kind of fun.

It's the right honeydew, btw, I found out today. With the area of concern. In case you were wondering. Doesn't seem to me any different from its sisterly melon. Though I haven't yet investigated with any great effort.

Here's to a more engaged tomorrow. In all its nauseating dizzy trippy headache fluidity.

okay. this is fun.

Well, this this, which is my first time on the computer, isn't exactly fun. In fact it's quite tricky to type to you at the moment---or to see what I've typed, in the swirling pool in front of me. But having these progressive focus eyeglass lenses tonight has been some (mild) wild fun. "Don't look down," they told me, "on stairs or at curbs"--- but that's half the fun! Losing balance, getting dizzy. That and warping the whole world with just a little side-to-side head action. World portrait in a concave mirror. Waves and bulges and a visual reality that matches my inner vision much better than what you see through regular glasses. Here's one big surprise about why: since the edges have much less prescription, what used to be the sharp switching point between fuzzy and crisp, at the edges of lenses, is now just part of the transition. Between that factor and the waves of focus inside the lenses themselves, it's all a big fluid mess. Just like life.

Switching up the lyric I couldn't quite get behind the other day, I can get behind this: Everything is messy and convoluted, and that is beautiful. Or entertaining, anyway, since the novelty's not worn off. Novelty being a good thing, sometimes.

Not to BS too. I do basically want my glasses to be functional assistants to everyday vision, rather than poetically appropos characterizers of reality. But they really did pick me up tonight. There I'd been, leaving the office feeling all morose & dishelvelled (I can't see well enough to look that up---is that a word?) & in a bit of a funk, trying to get past it or through it or something, but thinking maybe it wasn't even the time to pick up my specs. And then I hadn't had them five minutes before the goofy fun set in. House of mirrors, roller coaster, elements of style big-time. How I managed to enjoy it I wish I knew. It's easy to forget, when you're enjoying, how hard it can be to enjoy. And it's easy to forget, when you're not enjoying, how easy it can be to enjoy.

Just to be facile in yet another offhand way.

Had a drink on Main w/E & O (E just got a great internship for a big hunk of next year) and then went w/BFD to Ikea, which was a great visual environment for this trippy whoa-wooooo lens thing. Lots of things in rows and columns, and patterns, and contrasting colors, with a great variety of focal distances to choose from to aim at. We also sat next to a big glass window looking down over the parking lot, for more good visuals. Playing with my eyeballs may have made me a less absorbed conversational partner than usual. But it was hard, even given the good talk of a sort I enjoy a lot, to stop breaking out in lens tripping.

Now this computer thing is going to be a challenge. I'm already thinking of aabassplayer's computer-distance-only glasses, and wondering whether some such might behoove. But basically what I'd like to report to ya'll from a first night with multi-focals is this: I'm not nauseous yet, or headachey, and in the "real" world they're actually kind of fun.

It's the right honeydew, btw, I found out today. With the area of concern. In case you were wondering. Doesn't seem to me any different from its sisterly melon. Though I haven't yet investigated with any great effort.

Here's to a more engaged tomorrow. In all its nauseating dizzy trippy headache fluidity.

in the one more thing dept: Oh, Rob.

Don't do this to me now.

in the one more thing dept: Oh, Rob.

Don't do this to me now.