Egg on toast

I love that when I eat my eggs,
over speak-easy atop my mother's bread,
my conical eating pattern engages.

Curl in from the outside
leave the center yolk for last
rummage in the yellow with corner pieces.

Even if my fork gets careless
and rakes the egg from its starch mattress,
it fits back like a puzzle and the pattern continues.

At the request of

It seems that sometimes, the world in its worldly ways implies a consensus. Not twice but four times this week it has been requested that I post more to this blog than I have for the past, oh, I don't know...year.

And so at the bequest of such a request I shall not rest lest I invest and nest my time elsewhere.

I spent my time today thinking about an idea floated by one of Nick's deans. "The world will be run by right-brained people...story-telling is the frame of the future."

Of course, my grey-brained interpretation of this was the imagining of a right-brained doctor prodding me to visualize antibiotics instead of take them. But I fought the urge and instead embraced the idea.

Blogs. Websites. Marketing campaigns. Politics. News. Twitter. The gathering of information is exactly as Eddie Izzard describes: 70% is how you look, 20% is how you say it, 10% is what you actually say. As a species obsessed with stories and living vicariously through shared human experience, the very act of telling the story is 90% of belief. While based on the philosophy of a stand-up-comic, I won't disagree there have been times the 10% of what is actually said has been superfluous.

Right-brained people tell you a story. Left-brained people analyze stories. Combined, a series of fact-checking occurs which hopefully rights the ship; keeps analogy tame.

For some reason, in the past couple years, analyzing has become a minority role. Instead, in times of war and recession, we hold tightly our stories. Tell me, who is the biggest loser? The utmost idol? Does a balloon boy fly or health care die in any other environment? Entrenched in fear and the defensive, we cling to stories and wade through difficulty pulling as many others onto an emotional life-raft as best we can.

The art and scripture of the right-brain is a ruling class. The only way to join is to tell your own story.

Hi, I'm Tech Savvy

Dear Customer,

Next time you think about calling someone a "geek" or a "nerd," realize that in a world that is becoming increasingly technical, your inability to back up your precious pictures of your cat puts you at the lower end of the employment food-chain when it comes to demanded skills.

Take special note that when I'm fixing your shit because you fucked it up, I'm not a geek, I'm tech savvy.

And a friendly reminder--you're being outsourced.

<3
Me