Michael R. Barrick's blog

Carl Buys Coffee

Carl was criminally short and walked with his fists clenched in compensation for his inability to fill space. He swaggered unnoticed in to the café. His right hand opened just long enough to dive into a pocket and envelop a mutilated one dollar bill. In his mind, Carl made a grand gesture and placed the bill on the counter. In the eyes of the well groomed young woman behind the counter, Carl jerked his arm in a short circle, hit his fist against the counter with a sweaty thump, and released the one dollar bill with a spasm of his hand.

It is as dark and stormy today. I love this weather. I know I am a freak. It was very windy as I was walking to work and it started raining along the way. It has been raining incessantly since I got here and because of it I feel great today.

I swear, I must have some mutant reverse form of seasonal affected disorder. I get miserable when the sun comes out, but the darker and rainier it gets the better I feel. I live for winter when it never stops raining and the sun is only up for six hours a day.

Yeah, I belong in Vancouver.

I just spilled coffee on myself. Oops. It could have been worse, fortunately I use a travel mug and it was just a small splatter. Of course I feel like a fool, the walk back from the bathroom with the large wet spot on my shirt from washing out the coffee so it won't stain was particularly embarassing.

Damn. I am turning into an office person.

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Wherever you are. I miss you.

(Today would be his 75th birthday if he were still alive)

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Not everything sucks. I need to point that out. Here are two good things that have happened that I've neglected to mention.

I found a much better way of "photographing" my recent paintings and have re-done the pictures of the most recent six in my portfolio.

Following the Chaps man....

The naked hairy man in buttless chaps, that is...

"That is so NOT right.."

http://www.shelleyness.com/2001/321_052001.html

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Fucking spam:

Congratulations!

You've taken an important first step in changing your life.

Hi, my name is Don. Are you someone who is ready for a Financial Change? If yes, please read this email.

I assure you that your time will not be wasted.

Are you tired of your J.O.B. (Just Over Broke)? Do you feel like there is just never enough money? Feel insecure?

Did you know that there are even many Dot Coms going belly-up?

Some little thing is funnier than it should be:

"Now what kind of tree can you be on the floor, Janet?"

"I'm a fucking shrub, all right?!"

(Girl Interrupted)

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Interesting. As I shed my work clothes for a pair of ratty black jeans and a Skinny Puppy t-shirt old enough to get into the bar on it's own I remembered my mother telling me about my grandfather changing into his scruffiest clothes after finishing work at the bank. Yes, my grandfather worked in a bank. I never knew him. He died in 1948 at the age of 48. Men in my family don't live long. This is part of my concern about wasting my life...

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